Instead he’d concentrate on Sylvia, and perhaps a change of scenery while she recovered. At that thought, he asked, “Do you want to come to Denver with me? I want to visit my brother, and the fresh air will do you some good.”
“We have fresh air in Lexington as well.” She chuckled, but then her laugh slipped as she contemplated his offer. He loved watching as the wheels turned in her head and she chewed her bottom lip between her teeth.
“We’ll stay with my brother, but it will be good to get away. Just the two of us.” He hoped she’d agree because the more he thought about the trip, the more he realized just how much he wanted to head out there, and to have Sylvia along would be an added bonus. Plus, he had no intention of leaving her.
The thought of not seeing her for a few days didn’t sit well with him, especially now that some asshole was after her.
“Yes.” Sylvia smiled and focused on her friend in the kitchen. “Are you okay if I go away for a few days with Eric?”
“Of course I’m okay with that. Regardless of what Yuri said about looking after me, I don’t need a sitter.”
“Of course you don’t.” Sylvia slipped free of his grip and moved closer to her friend before she pulled Talya into her arms. “You know he cares for you even though he can be a dick at times. All men are on occasion.”
Eric cleared his throat, and amusement shone in his green eyes when Sylvia met his gaze. “Dick’s huh?”
She rolled her eyes. “Present company excluded…for now.”
Holding his hand out, Eric stood and pulled her into his arms. He rested his chin on the top of her head and met her friend’s gaze. “I’ll look after her.”
“I know you will,” Talya said.
With a slight nod, he caressed up Sylvia’s arms and looked into her eyes. She was beautiful and the way she looked at him was humbling. It was as though he was her whole world, and even though he’d realized that she was going to be his woman and that he cared deeply for her, he was afraid of letting her down.
“We need to get you checked out again with the doc to make sure you’re okay to fly after having a concussion. All being well, we’ll leave tomorrow.” He kissed her brow.
“Okay. Come and help me pack.” She took his hand and led him to her bedroom.
Eric sat on her bed and before he could have much of a look around, the door was closed and she was straddling his thighs. His arms wrapped around her as he snuggled her close. “I thought we were packing.”
“We will. I just need you close for a few minutes before you leave.”
Leave?
“Leave? Babe, when I leave, you’ll be with me.” Did she not know that he had no intention of letting her get away from him?
“I am?”
“Sylvia,” he cupped her face in his hands and after planting a quick kiss to her lips, he continued, “Where I go, you go. Where you go, I go. Is that clear about what is going to happen between us? I’m not obsessive or any of that shit, but I like having you next to me during the night. I don’t want to miss you.”
“Wow. Okay then. I’d like that, and in truth, that’s what I wanted. I just didn’t want to push you into something you weren’t sure about.”
Eric gave her a megawatt grin, which soon turned lustful when Sylvia’s eyes darkened with arousal. “The only thing I’m sure about right now is my want of you.” He sealed his mouth over hers.
Their mouths blended together, and when their tongues tangled together, he knew that he intended to keep this woman as his.
Chapter Fourteen
After her nap on arrival at Dante’s house in Frederick, Colorado, Sylvia made her way downstairs by following the masculine voices she could hear. She hadn’t napped for too long, although her stomach told her that she’d probably missed dinner.
Dante’s home was a log cabin, and fit well into the scenery. From anywhere in the house, she could see the beautiful vistas, but the mountains were breathtaking when you stepped onto the wraparound porch. It didn’t matter on which side of the cabin you stood, the view was amazing. It was no wonder that Dante hadn’t moved since he’d arrived in Frederick.
Eric hadn’t told her the full story of his brother, but she’d caught Dante deep in thought several times since they’d arrived, which told her more than anyone could. He was troubled.
Their sister, Emelia, seemed really nice, although a tad bit quiet, which surprised Sylvia considering how much Emelia had talked and teased at Ramon’s wedding. She did nothing but make digs at Caprice, her brother Mateo’s fiancée. So the quiet girl, who was only two years older than Sylvia, had to be troubled, too.
Neither of the men seemed to want to deal with whatever was going on, and Sylvia wasn’t all that sure if her concern would be received well by Emelia.
“Hey, you’re awake.” She’d been spotted by Eric, and felt all eyes on her as he made his observation.