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explanation.
“Basically, I went into the city to find a friend of mine who shouldn’t be left to his own devices. I was at a club known for…partying when an explosion rocked the place. My twin and Bryce were there, buried inside, along with my friend.”
Seth had heard the stall on the word partying . He let it go for now. “Were you in the club when the explosion went off?”
Chance gave a slight shake of the head, as if it hurt to move. “I was outside in the parking lot calling you.”
Seth gasped. “So calling me saved your life?”
Chance looked as though he was thinking about it and then nodded. “I guess it did.”
“How are your brothers and friend?” He was almost afraid to ask. Seth was aware that Chance was very close with Chauncey. He often spoke of his brother with a sparkle of love in his eyes. Seth didn’t have any siblings, not anymore since his sister died in the house fire at Christmas and he’d come to care for Oscar. But he remembered Julia. They hadn’t been close, nowhere near what Chance was with Chauncey. Although he had only known Chance for such a short amount of time, he knew it would devastate the man if he lost his twin.
“D is with some friends. He’s recovering.”
“Chauncey and Bryce?”
“Bryce made it out.”
Oh god. Seth was afraid to ask. Chance was skipping around the subject of his twin. That wasn’t a good sign. Seth moved a little closer, taking Chance’s hand in his. “What’s wrong with Chauncey?”
Tears glistened in Chance’s eyes as he shook his head, trying to pull his hand away, but Seth held on, squeezing the hand firmly. “Tell me.”
“He wasn’t breathing when I found him. The paramedics had a hell of a time bringing him back. They say…” Seth felt his insides roll when a sob hiccuped from Chance’s large chest. “They say he may have brain damage from prolonged lack of oxygen, but it’s too soon to tell.”
“What aren’t you telling me, Chance?” He could see it in the man’s eyes. He wouldn’t meet Seth’s, and they were darting around the room.
Chance snapped his head back around, and for a split second, a minute space in time, Seth could have sworn Chance’s eyes had changed to a strange honey color. But now Seth was staring at pale grey eyes, saddened by the news of his brother. “Nothing.” Chance said the word as if defeated.
Seth laid his head on Chance’s shoulder, needing the closeness, the touch. He had nearly lost the man tonight, and it made their earlier argument seem petty.
He sighed and then felt a hand stroke through his hair. A warmth filled Seth, as if the sun were touching something deep inside of him, filling up, and then spilling over as Chance’s fingers stroked through his hair. Seth never wanted to move, never wanted Chance to stop touching him because he never wanted to lose that warmth.
“Thank you for coming.”
Reluctantly, Seth turned his head, praying Chance didn’t stop petting him. That was what it felt like. “You’re my friend. That means if you’re in trouble, I come running.”
Chance grinned widely, but Seth saw something deep in the man’s eyes, something he couldn’t quite figure out at the moment. “That goes both ways, Seth. If you or Oscar ever need anything or ever need me, just call.”
Seth nodded as he laid his head back down, content to just let Chance smooth his fingers through Seth’s hair.
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    Chance was a little surprised that Seth had stayed until Dr. Samuel had shown up to sign off on Chauncey’s transfer. It was noon, and Chance was irritated and ready to get the hell out of there. The doctor who had taken care of Chance since being admitted had cleared him to leave on his own, which was a damn good thing, considering Chance was about to walk out on his own two feet.
    What shocked Chance was that Seth had agreed to allow his pa to take Oscar home to the ranch. Yeah, Oscar always smiled like a goof whenever Pa was around, but he never thought Seth would allow his