Shayle's POV Kieran's birthday fell on a Saturday, which meant no excuses to avoid it. Lucien picked me up early, looking amused when I spent ten minutes fussing over the gift I had wrapped myself."It is fine," he assured me."It is crooked.""He will not care.""I care."He laughed, tugging me toward the door. "Come on. We are going to be late."The party was small, just close friends gathered at Kieran's apartment. Music hummed low in the background, laughter spilling from the kitchen where someone was already half drunk and telling terrible jokes.Kieran spotted us immediately, his grin wide and genuine. "You came.""Of course we did," I replied, handing him the gift. "Happy birthday."He hugged me quickly, then shook Lucien's hand with only mild tension. Progress."Make yourselves comfortable," he urged. "Food is in the kitchen, drinks are everywhere."We mingled easily, me more than Lucien, who kept one hand on my lower back like an anchor. I talked to people I barely knew, lau
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