“Seb.” Max let go of the steering wheel with his right hand and grabbed his brother’s left. “I’m sorry. I’m laughing at myself. At how obvious it was—or should have been. I’m sorry I didn’t see it.” Another glance over showed that Seb’s eyes had gone wide, and Max rushed to add what he should have led with. “It doesn’t make a whit of difference to me. In fact, it makes me happy. It makes me happy to think of you being more authentically yourself. I’m glad for you and glad you told me. I’m sorry if you felt you couldn’t previously.” “Really? That’s it?” “Well, excuse me for forgetting to pack
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