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My cousin narrows his eyes. “While I’m glad you introduced Gaz to the Fun Dick Alliance, Kill specifically told me not to like you.” “And what did I tell you?” Bran asks Niko grins. “Not to be violent, to form my own opinion, and be happy for my cousin who’s finally not a fake little bitch. The last part is mine, but anyway, my lotus flower’s opinion is definitely more important than Killian’s. Kill who? Don’t know that guy.” Bran just smiles, and I release a breath I didn’t know I was holding. “I officially like you, Bran,” I say, shaking his hand. “Didn’t think anyone could tame Niko, but here we are.” Bran smiles, the corners of his mouth quirking in that polite, British way that somehow feels more genuine than a full grin. “I wouldn’t say I’m taming him.” “You totally are,” Niko and I say in unison, earning a soft laugh from Brandon. “Gaz, I know you’ve met him before,” Niko says, standing taller and tugging Bran closer. “But this is Brandon—my lotus flower and the love of my life.