Cocktails & Dreams by Autumn Markus

Author:Autumn Markus
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Omnific Publishing
Published: 2012-07-17T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

“CRAP!” NICHOLAS MUTTERED between clenched teeth as he stumbled over Conor’s backpack and banged into the coffee table for the millionth time since school started. He toyed with the idea of throwing the damn thing against Conor’s door, but a fight with him at three a.m. didn’t sound like the best use of the few hours of sleep he could snag before morning rounds.

He pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it into the overflowing laundry hamper by the bathroom door. Yet another thing that had been left undone. Shaking his head and yawning, Nick turned and let out a strangled squawk when he saw a shape in the hall.

“Shut the hell up, Dickolas!” Conor growled in a low voice as he stepped into the light. “You’ll wake…whatever her name is…from statistics class.”

“Nice, Con. They don’t even have names now?” Nick whispered, stepping out of his slacks and dropping them into the hamper as well.

Conor stifled a yawn with the back of his hand. “Sure they do. I just don’t always immediately remember what they are.”

Nick swallowed back a laugh. “Whore. What are you doing out here?”

“I fell asleep on the couch studying for a damned Calculus test. Someone woke me up.” Conor shot Nick the evil eye.

“Because I tripped on your damned backpack again.” Nicholas scratched his head and rubbed his neck.

Conor had the grace to look abashed. “Sorry about that. I know you’ve reminded me a million times.” He leaned against the wall, studying Nick. “Nice hair. Now you look completely insane instead of partially cracked. Have you eaten?”

Searching his memory, Nicholas vaguely remembered a sandwich sometime that day. He shrugged and turned toward his room.

Conor was clearly not impressed. Gesturing toward the kitchen with his head, he herded Nicholas in that direction. “You gotta eat something. C’mon.”

Nick sank into a kitchen chair as Conor opened the fridge and pulled out a covered container. After dishing out a portion of something, he set it to warm in the microwave and leaned against the counter to wait for it to finish heating.

Nick felt his eyes closing and rested his head against the wall. The quiet clunk of the dish Conor set before him woke him up.

“Eat this,” Con ordered, sitting down across from Nick and rubbing his stubbly face with both hands before training his eyes on his friend again. “Can that guy really do this to you? Keep you until whenever he wants to let you go? You were supposed to have been off at midnight, right?”

Nicholas nodded wearily, digging into the baked ziti. He would have sworn he wasn’t hungry, but the first bite brought the beast in his belly alive with a roar. “Yep. I’m his bitch until the end of this rotation.” Nick got up and poured a glass of milk, swallowing down half of it before sitting back down to finish his food. “This is really good, Con. Mind if I have more?”

Taking the plate, Conor refilled it with a smaller portion, warming it and setting the plate in front of Nick again.

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