#Chapter290
It takes the right people to help you heal
Mack
Nik would call, filling me in on what he was doing and how things were going. There were bumps along the way, but he was getting better. I guess I should tell you what I mean.
Nik
I started work at the bakery. When I wasn’t at work, the brothers kept me busy, trying to distract me as best as they could. It took a few weeks, but I started feeling like my old self. I sure missed that person.
I went for walks a lot to clear my head. Most of the time, they would leave unless I left for interminable periods. Then I would feel two muscular arms wrapped around my waist from behind. Someone lay their head on my shoulder - Leo.
/"Whatcha doing?/" Leo asked.
/"I’m thinking,/" I said, turning to face him.
He released me, then looked at me. /"You know you overthink. Let’s go have some fun,/" he whined, tugging on my hand.
/"Fine,/" I sighed.
