Take Me Home (The Heartbreak Brothers 1)

“What are you thinking about?” Maddie asked.

“You getting old and wrinkly.”

“Eww.” She turned to look at him. “That’s horrible.”

“Nope.” He grinned. “I was thinking how sexy you’ll be then. All that extra skin for me to kiss.”

She rolled her eyes. “Did you start drinking early?”

“This is all me, babe. No alcohol needed. You’re enough of a drug.” His eyes sparkled as they met hers. He could see the love he had for her reflected back in them, and it made him want her all over again.

“We should get up. Take a shower.” She rolled onto her side to check the clock on the table next to the bed.

That’s when the front door slammed. She whipped her head back, her eyes wide as a voice called up the stairs.

“Gray, you in here?”

“Tanner,” Gray mouthed. Maddie’s mouth dropped open, and he had to bite down a laugh.

“Where’s the beer?” That was either Logan or Cam. Gray still couldn’t tell their voices apart.

“Stop opening every cupboard, Cam.” Okay, that was definitely Logan. “You should wait to be invited.”

“They’re early,” Maddie whispered.

“Yep.”

“And I’m naked.”

“I noticed.” His voice was low and appreciative.

“You need to go down and stop them from coming up.” Maddie jumped out of bed. “Tell them I’m showering because… because… I’ve spent all day unpacking.”

“Sure.” He gave her a crooked smile. “They’ll believe that.” He climbed off the mattress and grabbed his clothes. “I’ll wash up real fast and go down to say hi.”

She covered her face with her palms. “I can’t believe I let you talk me into this.”

He slowly peeled her fingers away. “Babe?”

“Yes?”

“They’re my brothers. They’re not going to care what we’ve been doing. They might make a few jokes to see you blush, but they love you. So, go take that shower and come down to say hello, because they’ll be happy to see you.”

She took a deep breath, her eyes meeting his. “Okay.”

God, she was amazing. He’d do anything for her, he really would. She didn’t just fight her own demons, she helped him fight his, too. She was his person, the one he’d been searching for forever, and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

* * *

When he made it downstairs, his brothers had already made themselves at home. It made his heart swell to see the three of them sitting around his kitchen island, drinking beers that Cam had discovered in the refrigerator.

“Hey.” He grinned at them as he walked in. “Is there a bottle for me?”

“Hey, bro. Of course. There’s always beer for you.” Cam slid an opened bottle down the counter, and Gray caught it with an open palm, beer sloshing over his skin.

“How was your trip?”

“It was good. Except for Cam’s snoring,” Logan told him.