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Protecting His Forever(29)



“Some chick I hired after I bought the house.”

“Ahh, okay.” That makes sense.

He carries me into the bedroom. There is a fireplace in front of the bed across the room. The bed is in the middle of the floor. He sets me on the bed, and I bounce slightly. He stares down at me before stripping off his shirt. My hands itch to touch his abs and the tattoos covering his chest.

“Raise your arms, baby.”

I let out a deep breath and lift my hands above my head. He tugs on the bottom of my shirt and pulls it over my head. My hair tie gets caught in the shirt and hair flies down around my face. I’m completely naked. I keep my hands on the bed beside my hips, not daring to cover myself. Letting him know I trust him.

He lifts me back into his arms. Gripping his neck, I hold on. He climbs onto the bed and moves to the center of it. He lays me down gently, grabs the blanket lying at our feet, and covers me up. My head goes to his chest with one leg going over one of his.

Closing my eyes, I fall asleep to the sound of Kane’s steady breathing.

~*~

Groaning wakes me up from my sleep and it’s not the good kind. It’s a moan full of pain. Sitting up quickly, I see that Kane is thrashing in his sleep, obviously having a nightmare. My brother has them, and I’ve been woken up many times from hearing him cry out in his sleep.

“Kane,” I whisper and nudge his shoulder. I know better than to stay too close to him and back out of swinging distance. When he doesn’t wake up, I shake him harder. His eyes snap open then he raises up and looks around quickly searching for an intruder.

When he finally looks at me I ask him, “Are you okay?”

He only nods his head with a blank look on his face. Crawling toward him, I touch his arm. “I’m right here.”

His eyes are haunted. This dream made him relive some horrific things. His arms reach for me, and I oblige by crawling into his lap and hugging him to me. He hugs me back tightly, his breathing erratic, trying to control his emotions.

“Do you want to talk about it?” I hold him tighter as he shakes his head no. I feel helpless, wanting more than anything to take his pain away. This is the first time he has ever done this in the many times we have spent the night together.

“You okay?” I ask him again.

“I’m okay, sweetheart, just a bad dream.” He presses a kiss to my forehead.

He gently sets me off his lap and lays me back onto the bed. With me on my side and him behind me, he tucks me close to his body, his powerful arm around my midriff. Closing my eyes, I fall into a restless sleep.





Chapter Ten


One Week Later





As I slip on my shoes, I look into the mirror. My brown hair is in wavy curls, my eyes are lined with eyeliner and a couple coats of mascara. I smooth the white dress that hugs my hips and smile at my reflection. Kane is taking me to a fancy restaurant.

“Babe, you ready?” Kane calls from downstairs.

“Yeah, I’ll be right down!” Grabbing my gloss off the counter, I stuff it in my bra. I am not taking a clutch just for lip-gloss. Seeing the stairs that could mean my impending death due to the heels on my feet, I feel like scooting on my ass like a kid so I don’t break anything. Gripping the rail, I make my way down the stairs.

Kane is standing by the door. He looks up as I walk down. His eyes widen and his mouth drops open. Blushing at his reaction, I duck my head.

Kane walks to the bottom of the steps and takes my hand as he tells me, “Sydney, you look absolutely gorgeous.”

“Thank you.” I blush and pretend to smooth my dress when what I’m really doing is drying my clammy hands from the nervous sweat accumulating on my palms.

“Turn around I want to see the back.”

Grinning wickedly, I turn. The back is low cut and rests just above my butt. He trails a finger down my back as a shiver wracks my body.

“Yeah we are not fucking going anywhere.”

Turning around I look at him in shock. “What?”

He pitches the bridge of his nose frustrated. “Baby, do you even see yourself? You’re fucking hot. Every fucker who sees you will be staring at you with his tongue hanging out like a dog in heat. Do you want me to commit murder tonight? Nobody ogles my woman but me.” His hands wander to my butt and squeeze hard.

“Why don’t you just pee on me and get it over with?” I roll my eyes at him.

“My come on you isn’t enough?” He gives me a smirk.

Well. Shit. He’s got me there. “You have a point.” I laugh at him. “Come on let’s go, Kane. You know I’m one-hundred-percent yours. I don’t want anyone else.” Giving him my sweetest smile, his face softens. That is how it’s done, folks. I can hear the sound of a whip now.