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“You’re okay with this?” My shock is evident.

“While playing tourist in Venice, I had time to get my head out of my ass,” he says. “To answer your question, I’m okay with you dating Keira.” He pauses. “At least I’ll never have to worry about someone mistreating her or disrespecting her.” A slow grin stretches his lips. “My little sis surely knows how to pick ’em.”

I chuckle.

“Not to mention, if I’m honest with myself, deep down, I knew she’s had a crush on you forever.”

My eyebrows rise. “Really?”

“Yes. I figured it was a silly girl thing, but you’re right, she’s a grown woman and she chose you.”

“Hearing you say that means a lot.”

He purses his lips and nods.

We nurse our drinks in silence.

He polishes off his drink and drops the tumbler on the table, and the sound of the glass against the wood echoes through the quiet of the living room.

“I need to go apologize to her, but I need to find her first,” Noah says, standing up. “It’s like I need a map to navigate through your big ass mansion, Hartford. You never gave me a tour earlier. Now’s the time. That way I won’t get lost.”

I laugh. “You’re on.”

Chapter 29

Keira

I’ve lost my concentration for reading a long time ago, awaiting the inevitable.

“Keira, it’s me. I’d like to talk.” My brother’s voice follows the knock on the door.

I heard the doorbell earlier and figured he was back. I tiptoed out of my room to listen in on his conversation with Rhys, but the COO’s massive house isn’t conducive to spying.

“Might as well get it over with.” When I open the door, remorseful blue eyes stare down at me. I step aside and let my brother in.

“Can I sit?”

I nod.

He lowers himself to the bed. Even seated, Noah’s size is impressive.

I sit next to him, but keep a distance.

“I’m going to cut to the chase,” he says. “It’s been a maddening day. The three of us lost control of our emotions and it turned ugly. I take full responsibility for the way I actedand what I said.” He angles his body so he has one leg on the mattress.

That is not how I expected him to start this conversation.

“I can’t go back in time and wipe the slate clean, but I can say I’m sorry.” He combs his fingers through his thick blond hair. “I apologized to your boyfriend.”

My eyes grow as wide as dinner plates. “Did you just call Rhys my boyfriend?”

“Yes, I did.” Three words stated with unwavering steadfastness. “That’s what he is, right?”

“Well, yes, but…” I search for my words. “I was afraid Rhys would be forced to choose between his loyalty to you and what could potentially be us.”

“I’m not going to let that happen.” Noah shakes his head. “That would make me the world’s biggest jerk. Your boyfriend and I… had a long conversation.”

I can’t help my huge grin.