Stubborn Puckboy (Puckboys, #9)

by Eden Finley

“You were right. Mostly. All those things you said, all those things you thought about me. You’re the closest to the truth anyone has gotten.” Finally, his face tilts toward me. He is wary but no longer looks angry. “What are you saying?” I let out a long sigh and put all my effort into staring at my hands. “I would still be friends with you.” I blindly reach for my towel and stand, clinging to it like a lifeline. Then I meet his searching gaze, hoping he understands without me needing to say the words. “Now I’m asking you the exact same question. You stand up for Kessinger. Will you stand up for me, too, when I need it?” I will him to catch on, and it’s like I can see the thoughts turning behind his eyes. The moment drags on so long I feel sick. Turkey’s mouth drops suddenly, eyes blinking rapidly. “Novi …” “I deserve to exist too, even if in secret,” I force out. “Jesus, Novi.” Turkey grabs my shoulder and pulls me into an aggressive hug. He squeezes me tight, not caring he showered and I stink like a dog. “I didn’t know. I’m sorry, I didn’t know. I’ve got your back, brother. Always.”