Chapter 496
So, the two of them had always gotten along pretty well.
But as they got older, Lance realized something about himself—he wasn’t straight. And then, to his own surprise, he found out the person he liked was his own big brother p>
Calliope remembered Lance telling her all this way back when. She shook her head thoughtfully.
Honestly, it made perfect sense that Lance would be nervous around Hudson.
She didn’t really have much of an opinion about it either way. To her, as long as two people cared about each other, it didn’t matter if it was two guys, two girls, whatever. Love was what mattered.
Of course, she knew how Lance felt about Hudson, but she had no clue how Hudson felt about Lance.
Knowing Hudson, if Lance confessed, he probably wouldn’t fight back. He was always the dutiful type-he might just go with the flow, not wanting to disappoint anyone, especially after everything Lance’s family had done for him.
Lance was kind of like a kid, but Hudson had always been steady—a guy who knew his own mind.
Calliope, led by one of the housekeepers, headed straight to her room. She put away her suitcase, splashed some cold water on her face, and got ready for bed. After a long flight, she was dead tired.
Meanwhile, Lance was already on his way to Hudson’s room.
He’d showered first, then tiptoed quietly through the hallway, easing the door shut behind him so he wouldn’t wake Hudson up. Every move he made was gentle, almost exaggeratedly so, trying not to make a sound.
He climbed up onto Hudson’s bed, carefully peeling back the comforter, ready to slip under the covers.
But just as he did, Hudson rolled over. Their eyes met right away.
Lance stared at Hudson, feeling a jumble of emotions. “I was trying not to wake you! How’d you know I was here p>
“I was already awake,” Hudson replied, frowning. “Where’d you go p>
“I brought you a doctor! I know you don’t like seeing just anyone, so k brought Callie back with me. You guys get along, right? If she helps you out, you’ll actually listen to her, won’t you p>
Lance looked at Hudson, hopeful as a puppy.
“Lance, I can let her treat me, but you shouldn’t be sleeping in my room,” Hudson
said, his voice stern. “You’re grown up now. It’s not appropriate anymore p>
“Come on, man!” Lance groaned, sounding wounded. “I missed you p>
“You missed me, well, you’ve seen me now. Time to head back to your own room,” Hudson said, dead serious.
“Why?” Lance protested. “We used to sleep together all the time when we were kids! You don’t have some secret stashed in here, do you? Like a girlfriend-or a boyfriend p>
He shot Hudson a suspicious glare.
Hudson rolled his eyes. “No secrets. It’s just not right, that’s all. Lance, someday, both of us are going to get married. You need to start sleeping in your own room p>
Lance puffed out his cheeks, sulking. “I already told you, I don’t even like girls p>
“I like guys,” he blurted out, “and the only guy I want is you! I’m not interested in anyone else p>
Hudson’s face went cold. “You’re confused. I’m your brother. Don’t get it twisted. Now, please, go back to your room. I can’t sleep with you in here p>
“But I just got back! Don’t you miss me? Don’t you want to talk, or hang out, or even just look at me? I
Don’t
care missed you and I wantyou p>
Lance said stubbornly.
He slid all the way under the covers, yanking the comforter over his head until he
was completely hidden, refusing to budge.