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rearview mirror to see if Jace was still standing where I left him.
                  As I drove back to my house I recited my plan in my head over and over, trying to get the image of Jace’s bright eyes and chiseled face out of my mind. I got ready to go to sleep changing out of the clothes I had been wearing at dinner and putting on some comfy sweats before climbing into bed. 
                  It wasn't until after I had turned the lights off that I realized I was wearing one of Jace’s old shirts. Without bothering to think about why, I lifted the collar to my nose and inhaled deeply falling asleep surrounded by his familiar scent.
     
    Jace
                  After my talk with Kenzie last night I was finally able to get some sleep. Granted not as much as I would have liked, but it was still better than nothing. Throwing on some clothes I headed out of my house and started down the path that would take me to Garret's. When Kenzie had driven off the night before I had gone straight home with a smile splitting my face in half. Today I knew I had another fence to mend. 
                  I lightly rapped my knuckles on my cousin’s front door and waited, hearing footsteps approaching after my second round of knocks. Jared Jamison opened the door with a welcoming smile, stepping back and gesturing for me to come inside. Garret walked out of the kitchen just as I stepped through the doorway, his eyes widening when he saw me step into the living room.
                  “Hey,” he greeted, sounding surprised to see me. That wasn't a shock considering how I’d been acting towards him the past few months.
                  “Hi,” I nodded at him before turning back to Jared. “Hey man, good to see you.” I offered my hand which Jared shook.
                  “You too, Jace,” he grinned at me before grabbing a duffel bag from the end table. “You actually have good timing, I was on my way out. Got a shipment coming in and Emma fucking hates dealing with the delivery guys.” As he spoke he walked over to my cousin’s side and gave him a kiss on the lips. Garret’s shot me an uneasy look and I tried to smile at him. Even though he was uncomfortable, I could tell my cousin was happy and that made me happy too.
                  Jared winked at me on his way out the door clapping a hand to my back. “Stop by JJ’s sometime this week, have a drink on me.”
                  “Thanks Jared. I’ll be sure to do that.”
                  With a final wave he shut the door behind him leaving Garret and I alone in the house. There was a moment of silence before I shoved my hands into my pockets and rocked back on my heels. “So what the fuck man?”
                  Garret’s eyes shot to my face and his posture turned defensive. “What?”
                  “What do you mean what?” Kicking off my shoes, I walked further into the room sitting in one of Garret’s recliners. “You’ve kept this huge part of yourself from us for years, Garret. I’ve given you so much shit these last few weeks and you could have cleared it all up just by opening your damn mouth.”
                  “It’s my fault you’ve been a fucking asshole to me for no reason?” Garret’s face was firm as he settled into the seat across from me.
                  “That’s not what I mean,” I huffed feeling frustrated. My hair fell into my line of vision and I remembered the elastic band around my wrist that Kenzie had given me last night. I quickly tied my hair out of my face, watching as Garret’s lips curved following my movement. “What?”
                  “If it annoys you so much why don’t you just get it cut?” My cousin asked sounding amused. I rolled my eyes and shifted in my seat. There was no way I was going to admit to Garret that I was keeping my hair