If I didn’t know that I would scare her off, I’d tell her the solutions to her problems are easy to fix.
Move in with me.
Stay.
Let me love you.
“I’ll help you figure it out, if you let me,” I murmur into her hair.
“I know you will. But not tonight.” She sinks back into my side, and it has to be enough for right now.
Drew is here, in my arms.
As she settles, exhausted from the whirlwind of the day, I do what I do best. I hold her, her stalwart anchor to this town.
It’s a long time before the words fall from me in a whisper. The ones I can’t hold in any longer. “I want you to stay. With me.”
28
DREW
The soft press of a kiss to my temple wakes me up, and I open my eyes to look up at Greyson.
He winks, eyes smiling at me, before he retreats to the kitchen.
I sit up, seeing Gabe and the way he frowns at the exchange.
Suddenly, I feel like I’ve messed everything up. My return home. Sleeping with three men and getting attached to each of them.
It’s not like they’re not aware. But it still feels like an utterly shitty thing to do.
And the topsy-turvy tilt in my middle is exactly what would have normally sent me running.
The option to do just that, go back to a job that suits me so well, even with the fallout from last time, I could do it.
Without Nick there, it might be even better.
Would it be any less lonely though?
It’s a hard toss-up.
A fulfilling job or being surrounded by people who love me?
Being alone or being smothered?
My heart is at war with itself, and I finally pull myself off the couch, determined not to think about it.
At least for a little while.
Rubbing my face, the scent of bacon stirs me, and I make my way into the kitchen where Gabe is making breakfast.
Greyson sets a coffee cup on the counter for Gabe and hands me the one in his other hand. The heat is pleasant and welcome.
“What’s your gut saying?” Greyson asks, jumping right into what he’s thinking.
“Let her eat breakfast first.”
“She doesn’t need you speaking for her.”
