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    Goddamn it. He knew it. He fucking knew Sela and Rave were together. How could Rave go from his arms into Sela’s ? Had Rave kissed her with the passion he’d kissed him? When Sela touched his cock, did his breath hitch in the same way? Did Sela know about the sensitive spot behind Rave’s ear that made him moan and bit his lip?
    He had to stop this. Kain would go crazy if he kept thinking about Sela and Rave together. Once the mission was complete, he didn’t have to see either of them again.
    “Get over yourself, Kain , and fuck you.”
    Kain turned at the anger in Sela’s voice. What did she have to be upset about? Unless Rave had told her about the two of them rubbing each other off earlier.
    “I have no idea what you’re talking about, Se.”
    “You can’t bullshit me. I’ve known you all my life. Nothing happened.”
    Kain curled his hands into fist. He wanted to punch something but gritted his teeth.
    “I don’t want to know,” he forced out.
    “Yes, you do. I swear , the two of you are idiots. You showing up triggered his nightmares. You get it now? He was well on his way to passed-out drunk when I got there. What you saw was one friend comforting another. And I shouldn’t have to explain this to you, but I love that man like a brother, and I’m not going to have you fuck him over again, family or not. Do you understand me?”
    “Shit.” He buried his head in his hands. Again, it was his fault. Always his fault. His shoulders slumped as Se continued talking.
    “You and me? We‘re going to have a heart-to-heart. Once we get this bird plotted for Seid II, come to my quarters. My room is on the other side of Rave’s. I expect you there. And you look like shit, go back to your room, and I’ll get us docked.”
    He raised his head to look into her eyes. He gave a small nod and left for his room without another word, his thoughts tormenting him.
    I should have never come back.
    I could have gotten away sooner. I could have found a way to contact him.
    He wouldn’t have listened. He thinks it’s your fault he was fucked over on DI.
    No, the Alliance is to blame.
    Were they?
    He hated arguing with himself, but his subconscious played an evil game of tug-of-war with him. Kain could fight with himself all day, but it wouldn’t change the fact Rave hated him. Kain had known the minute he’d watched the vid of Rave in the hospital on DI that things wouldn’t be the same so he’d let the Alliance keep him away. Kain had been too afraid of the hate he would find.
    But Rave’s hate had to mean something, right? Maybe there were some feelings still there. Did he want to explore that and risk his heart?
    They both had more important things to deal with.
    Would they be able to stop the plot to overthrow the Alliance? Should they? He wanted to discuss the Royalists with Rave before he made a choice on going against the Alliance. Hell, what did he care? Kain wanted nothing more to do with the government. He’d rather retire to a luxury planet and enjoy himself. He only wished he could talk Rave into joining him.
    He hesitated outside his door. He really wanted to go to Rave’s room.
    Fuck this.
      Kain turned from his door. When he arrived at Rave’s, he didn’t knock, just pressed pad next to the door to see if it would opened. His hand met no resistance, and he held his breath as the door slid open. Inside, Rave sprawled across the bed, still naked.
    Kain peeled off his clothes and headed to the man on the bed. Should he really be doing this? What did he have to lose? Rave might strike him again, but it would be worth it to feel like things were back to normal, at least for a little while.
    The covers bunched under Rave. Kain shimmied them down, hoping not to wake Rave as the man lay still. He needed this little stop in time, even if it didn’t last into the morning. Once the covers were situated, Kain wormed his way underneath and pulled Rave against him.
    Rave sighed in his