More Than Anything (Broken Pieces 1)

“So, I’m in love with your brother. And he’s in love with me. We’re together. We’ll probably get married someday. Harris wants the world to know, so I thought we’d start with you.”

Greyson’s eyes softened and drifted to Harris.

“That’s truly fantastic,” he said, genuine warmth in his voice. He looked happy, if a little melancholy. “And, if I may say so, about damned time. Be happy.”

“Yeah,” Harris said, his voice quiet as he dipped his head to kiss Tina’s sensitive neck. “I think we will be.”

“Right. I think . . . I’ll head out for a drive,” the other man said awkwardly. Neither of them heard him or noticed when he shut the door and made his way down the porch stairs to his car. They were too wrapped up in each other.

“How’s that for a start?” Tina asked.

“It’ll do for now. But after I make love to you the way I’m aching to, we’re doing the Facebook thing.”

She laughed at his deadpan expression and crawled into his lap. The swing rocked alarmingly at the sudden movement.

“I absolutely one hundred percent adore you, Harrison Chapman.”

His arms wrapped around her waist, and he hugged her close, burying his nose in her hair and inhaling deeply, as if he relished the scent of her.

“I don’t know what I did in this world to deserve you, Tina. But I’m so damned grateful for you. I love you.”

They kissed, and the pieces that had once felt irreparably broken within Tina shifted gently, like restless butterflies, as they rearranged to shape a new whole. A more beautiful and stronger whole.

With Harris by her side, Tina finally felt complete again.