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He’s opened up to me about things he’s never been able to talk about before, and he trusts me with those secrets. He trusts me with so much. Now it’s my turn to trust him, too. I need to trust him to help me not feel scared knowing that Wilson is going to lead the shifters into battle.
I need to trust him to guide me.
I need him to protect me because if I think about this too much, I really will feel scared, and I don’t think I can afford to feel that way.
Not tonight.
“I’m worried.”
“About what, sweetie?”
“Wilson.”
“Wilson is an expert fighter, Sabrina. Besides, they aren’t going to engage in any hand-to-hand combat.”
“I know,” I murmur, but I don’t know. I don’t know the details of their plans, nor have I asked. All I know is that someone I care about very much is going to go into a very dangerous situation, and I don’t feel like there’s very much I can do to stop it.
Correction: there is nothing I can do to stop it.
“I’m sorry you’re scared,” he brushes his hands down my shoulders and runs them back up again. The gesture is sweet, delicate.
“Can you help me think about something else, Reece?”
“What kind of things do you want to think about, pretty girl?”
“Anything else.”
“Good things?”
“Naughty things.”
“Oh, princess,” he grins. “I’m an expert when it comes to naughty things.”
He stands up, grabs my hand, and pulls me to my feet.
“Come on, baby.”
Chapter Eight
Reece
The second floor of Wilson’s house is traditionally beautiful. With vintage furniture and lovely paintings hanging on the walls, it’s no wonder that Sabrina seems to be a little overwhelmed with everything. I was, too, when I first arrived at his home.
I hold her hand and lead her up the stairs and down the hallway. We walk past several paintings and rooms, but we finally arrive at my bedroom.
“You have separate rooms,” she says.
“Well, he and I aren’t lovers,” I point out. “Although we did both love sharing you last night.”
“I liked it too,” she blushes.
“Tell me, Sabrina. Was that your first threesome?”
“Nope,” she shakes her head. “But it was my first one like that.”
“Like what?”
“That was magic, Reece. Pure and simple magic.”
