I immediately jump up and rush to t

I immediately jump up and rush to the door, but Miles is still blocking the doorway, glaring at me, expecting a response to his question. I look him straight in the eyes to give him an answer, but his eyes catch me off guard for a short moment.
They are the clearest blue eyes I’ve ever seen. Not at all the heavy-lidded, bloodshot eyes from last night. His eyes are so light blue they’re almost colorless. I continue to stare at them, half expecting to see waves if I look closely enough. I’d say they were as clear blue as the waters of the Caribbean, but I’ve never actually been to the Caribbean, so I wouldn’t know.
He blinks, and it immediately pulls me away from the Caribbean and back to San Francisco. Back to this bedroom. Back to the last question he asked before Corbin walked through the front door.
“Not sure if you can call what we did hooking up,” I whisper.
I stare at him, waiting for him to move out of my way.
He stands taller, putting up an invisible wall of armor with his posture and his rigid body language.
Apparently, he doesn’t like to envision the two of us making out, based on the unyielding look he’s giving me. It almost seems like he’s looking at me in disgust, which makes me dislike him that much more.
I don’t back down, and neither of us breaks eye contact when he steps out of my way and allows me to pass him. Corbin is rounding the hallway when I exit my room. He glances back and forth between me and Miles, so I quickly shoot him a look to let him know that’s not even remotely a possibility.
“Hey, Sis,” he says, pulling me in for a hug.
I haven’t seen him in almost six months. Sometimes it’s easy to forget how much you miss people until you see them again. That’s not the case with Corbin. I always miss him. As much as his protectiveness can get old at times, it’s also a testament to how close we are.
Corbin releases me and pulls at a lock of my hair. “It’s longer,” he says. “I like it.”
This may be the longest we’ve gone without seeing each other. I reach up and flick the hair hanging across his forehead. “So is yours,” I say. “And I don’tlike it.”
I smile to let him know I’m kidding. I actually like the shaggier look on him. People have always said we look a lot alike, but I don’t see it. His skin is a lot darker than mine, which I’ve always envied. Our hair is the same rich hue of brown, but our facial features are nothing alike, specifically our eyes. Mom used to tell us that if we put our eyes together, they would look just like a tree. His were as green as the leaves, and mine were as brown as the trunk.
I always envied that he got to be the leaves of the tree, because green was my favorite color growing up.
Corbin acknowledges Miles with a nod of his head. “Hey, man. Rough night?” He asks the question with a laugh, as he knows exactly what kind of night Miles had last night.
Miles walks past both of us. “I don’t know,” he says in response. “I don’t remember it.” He walks into the kitchen and opens a cabinet, retrieving a cup like he’s comfortable enough here to do so.
I don’t like that.
I don’t like comfortable Miles.
Comfortable Miles opens another cabinet and takes out a bottle of aspirin, fills his cup with water, and pops two of the aspirin into his mouth.
“Did you get all your stuff brought up?” Corbin asks me.
“Nope,” I say, glancing at Miles when I respond. “I was kind of preoccupied with your neighbor most of the night.”
Miles nervously clears his throat as he washes the glass and places it back in the cabinet. His discomfort with his lapse in memory makes me laugh. I like that he has no idea what happened last night. I even kind of like that the thought of being with me seems to unnerve him. I might keep this façade going for a while for my own sick enjoyment.
Corbin looks at me as if he knows what I’m trying to pull. Miles steps out of the kitchen and glances my way, then looks back to Corbin.
“I would have gone back to my place by now, but I can’t find my keys. You have my spare set?”
Corbin nods and walks to a drawer in the kitchen. He opens it, grabs a key, and tosses it to Miles, who catches it in midair. “Can you come back in an hour and help me unload Tate’s car? I want to shower first.”
Miles nods, but his eyes cut briefly to mine as Corbin starts walking to his bedroom.
“We’ll catch up when it’s not too morning,” Corbin tells me.
It may have been seven years since we’ve lived together, but he apparently remembers I’m not much of a talker in the morning. Too bad Miles doesn’t know this about me.
After Corbin disappears into his bedroom, I turn and face Miles again. He’s already looking at me expectantly, like he’s still waiting for me to answer whatever questions he asked me earlier. I just want him to leave, so I answer them all at once.
“You were passed out in the hallway last night when I got here. I didn’t know who you were, so when you tried to get inside the apartment, I might have slammed the door on your hand. It’s not broken. I checked it out,

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Aku segera melompat dan buru-buru ke pintu, tetapi Miles yang masih menghalangi pintu, menatapku, mengharapkan tanggapan terhadap pertanyaan. Saya melihat dia langsung di mata untuk memberinya jawaban, tapi matanya menangkap saya lengah sejenak pendek.Mereka adalah mata jelas biru yang pernah saya lihat. Sama sekali tidak berat-lidded, merah mata dari tadi malam. Matanya jadi cahaya biru they're hampir tidak berwarna. Saya terus menatap mereka, setengah berharap untuk melihat gelombang jika aku melihat cukup dekat. Aku akan mengatakan mereka sebagai biru jernih sebagai perairan Karibia, tetapi saya tidak pernah benar-benar telah ke Karibia, jadi saya tidak tahu.Ia berkedip, dan saya segera menarik dari Karibia dan kembali ke San Francisco. Kembali ke kamar tidur ini. Kembali ke pertanyaan terakhir ia bertanya sebelum Corbin berjalan melalui pintu depan."Tidak yakin apakah Anda dapat memanggil apa yang kami lakukan mengaitkan," saya berbisik.Aku menatapnya, menunggu dia untuk bergerak keluar dari jalan.Ia berdiri lebih tinggi, memasang dinding tak terlihat Armor dengan posturnya dan bahasa tubuh kaku.Rupanya, dia tidak suka membayangkan berdua membuat keluar, berdasarkan tampilan keras dia memberi saya. Hampir tampaknya seperti dia melihat saya dengan jijik, yang membuat saya tidak menyukai dia banyak lebih.Aku tidak kembali ke bawah, dan kami berdua istirahat kontak mata ketika dia keluar dari cara saya dan memungkinkan saya untuk melewatinya. Corbin adalah pembulatan lorong ketika saya keluar kamar saya. Ia pandang bolak-balik antara aku dan mil, jadi aku cepat menembak dia melihat untuk membiarkan dia tahu itu tidak bahkan jauh kemungkinan."Hei, Sis," katanya, menarik saya di untuk sebuah pelukan.Aku tidak melihat dia di hampir enam bulan. Kadang-kadang sangat mudah lupa berapa banyak Anda kehilangan orang-orang sampai Anda melihat mereka lagi. Itu tidak terjadi dengan Corbin. Saya selalu merindukannya. Seperti halnya melindungi nya bisa tua di kali, hal ini juga bukti seberapa dekat kami.Corbin rilis saya dan menarik di kunci rambut saya. "Sudah lama," katanya. "Saya suka itu."Ini mungkin menjadi yang terpanjang yang kita telah pergi tanpa melihat satu sama lain. Saya mencapai dan film rambut tergantung di dahinya. "Jadi adalah milik Anda," kataku. "Dan aku don'tlike itu."Aku tersenyum untuk membiarkan dia tahu aku bercanda. Saya benar-benar suka melihat shaggier pada dirinya. Orang-orang selalu mengatakan kita melihat banyak turis, tetapi saya tidak melihatnya. Kulit nya jauh lebih gelap daripada saya, yang selalu saya iri. Rambut kita adalah sama kaya warna cokelat, tapi kami fitur wajah yang tidak sama, khususnya mata kita. Ibu digunakan untuk memberitahu kami bahwa jika kita menempatkan mata kita bersama-sama, mereka akan tampak seperti sebuah pohon. Nya seperti hijau daun, dan saya sebagai cokelat sebagai batang.Saya selalu iri bahwa ia harus menjadi daun pohon, karena hijau adalah warna favorit saya tumbuh dewasa.Corbin mengakui Miles dengan anggukan kepalanya. "Hei, manusia. Kasar malam?" Dia bertanya pertanyaan dengan tertawa, karena dia tahu persis apa jenis malam Miles telah tadi malam.Miles berjalan melewati kami berdua. "Saya tidak tahu," katanya dalam respon. "Saya tidak ingat itu." Dia berjalan ke dapur dan membuka kabinet, mengambil secangkir seperti dia cukup nyaman di sini untuk melakukannya.Aku tidak seperti itu.Aku tidak suka Miles yang nyaman.Nyaman Miles membuka kabinet lain dan mengambil sebotol aspirin, mengisi cangkir nya dengan air, dan muncul dua aspirin ke dalam mulutnya."Apakah Anda mendapatkan semua barang-barang Anda dibesarkan?" Corbin bertanya."Tidak," kataku, melirik mil ketika saya menanggapi. "Saya adalah jenis sibuk dengan tetangga Anda malam."Miles gugup membersihkan tenggorokannya saat dia mencuci kaca dan kembali dalam kabinet. Nya ketidaknyamanan dengan selang nya dalam memori membuatku tertawa. Saya suka bahwa ia memiliki tidak tahu apa yang terjadi tadi malam. Aku bahkan jenis seperti bahwa pikiran menjadi dengan saya tampaknya unnerve nya. Aku mungkin terus façade ini pergi untuk sementara waktu untuk saya sendiri kesenangan yang sakit.Corbin menatapku seolah-olah dia tahu apa yang saya coba untuk menarik. Miles langkah keluar dari dapur dan cara pandang, maka terlihat kembali ke Corbin."Aku akan pergi kembali ke tempat saya sekarang, tetapi saya tidak dapat menemukan kunci saya. Anda memiliki set cadangan saya?"Corbin mengangguk dan berjalan ke dalam laci di dapur. Dia membukanya, meraih kunci, dan melempar Miles, yang menangkap di udara. "Dapat Anda kembali dalam satu jam dan membantu saya membongkar Tate's mobil? Saya ingin untuk mandi pertama."Miles mengangguk, tapi matanya memotong sebentar untuk menambang Corbin mulai berjalan ke kamar tidurnya."Kita akan mengejar ketinggalan bila tidak terlalu pagi," Corbin memberitahu saya.Itu mungkin telah tujuh tahun sejak kami telah tinggal bersama-sama, tapi ia tampaknya ingat aku tidak banyak bicara di pagi hari. Terlalu buruk Miles tidak tahu ini tentang aku.After Corbin disappears into his bedroom, I turn and face Miles again. He’s already looking at me expectantly, like he’s still waiting for me to answer whatever questions he asked me earlier. I just want him to leave, so I answer them all at once.“You were passed out in the hallway last night when I got here. I didn’t know who you were, so when you tried to get inside the apartment, I might have slammed the door on your hand. It’s not broken. I checked it out,