Breathless (Steel Brothers Saga 10)

We lay, our bodies joined, for several moments, until he finally rolled away, covering his eyes with his arm.

“Damn,” he said.

Was that a good damn or a bad damn? I had a hunch it was both.

I leaned over, propping myself up on my arm. His face was covered in perspiration, his blue eyes covered by his arm. I gently moved his arm back to his side.

“Look at me, Bryce.”

His eyes remained closed.

“Damn it. Look at me.”

He slowly opened his eyes. “I’m sorry.”

“Sorry for what?”

He simply shook his head.

“Hey.” I kissed his salty forehead. “Let it go. Just for tonight. Let it fucking go.” I nudged his other arm and snuggled into his shoulder. “Let it go.”

The alarm on my phone blared at seven a.m.

I was already awake. My sleep wasn’t great these days, although in Bryce’s arms, I’d slept better than I had in months.

He shot up at the sound, his eyes wide and disoriented.

“Just the alarm.” I rose from the bed. “I need to get the boys up for school. Stay here as long as you want.”

“What time is it?”

“Seven.”

“Shit.”

“What?”

“I have a meeting at nine.”

“Where?”

“Here. With your brothers.”

“Talon’s still at the hospital with Jade. I’m sure they’re going to reschedule your meeting.” The mention of Jade made my pulse quicken. I hurriedly checked my phone. No texts or missed calls.

I exhaled.

Good. No news was good news.

“I need to get out of here,” Bryce said, standing. “What if the boys see me?”

“What if they do? You’re a family friend. They know that. You being here is no big deal.”

He scanned the room. “Yeah. I suppose. Right.”

I wrapped my robe around my shoulders and secured it with the fabric belt. Then I walked toward a still-naked Bryce—he was magnificent—and touched his upper arm. “Hey. Everything’s fine. Trust me.”

He lowered his gaze, not meeting my eyes. “This… It was… It was great. It was amazing.”