“You look amazing.”
“Thank you. Were you talking about me?”
“About the situation, yeah.”
“Is there a plan, then?” He glances at Wraith, then back at me. “Well?”
“I’m driving you to Segreto,” Wraith says.
“I’ll already be there,” I say. “Wraith will then clear your apartment.”
Colson nods, his teeth grazing his bottom lip. “So I won’t be alone.”
“Never.” I brush my thumb across his chin. “Not ever again.”
His lips twitch into a smile. “I believe you.”
“Good. Your job is to live your life as you normally would. I’ve got the rest.”
“What if he doesn’t show up tonight?”
“Then we’ll do it again tomorrow night, and every night after that.”
He nods, but I see the concern in his eyes. “I did some digging on social media to see if I could figure out where Bradley is. I might know why this started now.”
“Tell me.”
“His mother died four months ago. His dad died three years ago. I wouldn’t doubt that somehow he blames me.”
Nodding, I ask, “Do you know where he’s at?”
“Sort of. He lives in Mistone. I tried to find out where he works, but nothing. No spouse either.”
“How old is he?” Wraith asks.
“A couple of years older than me. Early thirties now, I think.” Colson hands me his phone, showing me a profile on Instagram. “That’s him.”
I pull my head back slightly. “Goddamn. He looks older than his thirties.”
Wraith peers over my shoulder. “That’s drug use. I’ve seen it so much.”
“Great,” Colson mumbles. “Let’s add unpredictable behavior to the mix.”
“We’ve handled far worse,lillebroren,”Wraith says.
Colson smiles softly. “What does that mean?”
“Little brother.” Wraith grins. “We’ve got your back.”
Colson blushes and I rub his back. “Our family isn’t normal, but it’s yours.”
His eyes meet mine as he says, “I’m honored to be part of it.”
I’m about to close the distance and taste his pretty mouth when Wraith reminds us of his presence by clearing his throat. Colson smiles, tucking his hair behind his ear on one side.
“So we have a plan,” Wraith says.
“We have a plan.” I nod.
