Seyn shuddered. “Ugh. You’re right. Sorry.” He gave Harry a long look. “You’re not a Class 1 telepath anymore. You do realize that, right?”
Harry pursed his lips and nodded. “Are you sure your friend won’t forget to contact us in three months’ time?”
Seyn clearly noticed the change in the subject but didn’t comment on it. “Do you think I’m an idiot, Harry?”
Harry smiled a little. At least some good had come from the whole ordeal: Seyn had gotten used to calling him Harry. They hadn’t bothered to give Seyn another name, figuring his name sounded human enough.
“No,” Harry said. “But I think you’re very impulsive and a little irresponsible.”
“Irresponsible? Me? At least I didn’t escape from my home because I wanted to see some human,” Seyn said with a pointed look.
Harry averted his gaze. Of course Seyn was right. While Seyn had a pretty reasonable reason to come to Earth—he wanted to get rid of his unwanted bond—Harry’s reason wasn’t rational in the least.
He just wanted to see Adam.
He missed Adam terribly, in a way he’d never missed anyone else in his life. If he were honest, a month’s delay frustrated him so much not because he was afraid of his parents’ wrath, but because it had been two months since he’d seen Adam. Being delayed because of such a trivial reason when he was so close was immensely frustrating.
It didn’t help that the more time had passed, the more unsure Harry had felt. Two months was a long time. What if... what if Adam didn’t want to see him? What if he was angry?
What if Adam had forgotten about him?
“I’m so curious about that human now,” Seyn said. “I don’t get why you’re so attached to him.”
Attached.
Harry imagined being physically attached to Adam—so tightly there was no space between them—and felt a sweet ache spread through his body.
Harry flushed, realizing he was feeling sexual longing in addition to the emotional one.
“He was very kind to me,” Harry said awkwardly. He still couldn’t bring himself to tell Seyn the whole truth. Being bonded, Seyn wouldn’t understand anyway.
“Cheer up,” Seyn said. “It shouldn’t be long now. We’ll be there before sunset.”
Harry’s heartbeat sped up at the thought of seeing Adam soon. Adam, who would demand explanations, and rightly so.
How was he going to explain his disappearance? How was he going to explain where he had been? And how was he going to explain Seyn’s presence?
Would Adam even let him explain?
CHAPTER 13
Earth wasn’t at all like Seyn had imagined. There were so many people, for one thing. It was rare to see such a densely populated planet at this day and age, as most planets had multiple colonies.
What was also extremely rare was seeing his best friend as an anxious wreck. Harry had always been the most positive, relaxed person Seyn had known. But he was unrecognizable as they took the lift to his human friend’s flat: Harry was incredibly tense, his body rigid, and he was chewing on his thumb—a childhood habit that used to appear when Harry was extremely nervous and one that Seyn hadn’t seen in years.
“Calm down,” Seyn said, trying to project reassurance and calmness. “What’s there to be nervous about? It’s just a human.”
“Don’t be such a xenophobe,” Harry said with a disapproving look, which was what Seyn had aimed for. Harry had needed the distraction.
“I just don’t get why you’re so nervous,” Seyn said with a shrug.
And he really didn’t. Harry had been oddly secretive about the Adam person, unwilling to share much, which was weird as hell for Harry. Normally he wouldn’t shut up about things he liked.
That was why Seyn was getting increasingly curious about that human.
Finally, the lift doors slid open and Harry headed to the door on the right.
Seyn followed, eyeing his friend with growing concern. Harry was radiating so much anxiety it was starting to affect him too. What was wrong with him?
Harry took an audible breath in and knocked on the door. Was his hand really trembling or was it Seyn’s imagination? In any case, anxiety and excitement were rolling off Harry in such strong waves that Seyn took an involuntary step back, uncomfortable.
At last, the door opened.
Seyn stared with interest at the human on the other side. He was tall and classically handsome, with interesting dark eyes, his jaw firm and masculine. He was lovely to look at—or would be if it weren’t for the dark circles under his eyes.
The human went rigid when he saw Harry. He didn’t even glance at Seyn. His dark eyes zeroed in on Harry.
“Hello,” Harry croaked out, his voice shaking.
Seyn looked at him with surprise. But Harry didn’t look at him either, his eyes drinking in the human greedily, almost desperately.
The human stared at Harry for what felt like forever, his jaw clenched. “So you’re alive. Good to know.” His tone was cold and hard.