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This was something I knew well. My brother had often turned up on my doorstep in this state. Caring for him had always been my responsibility. How could it not be when his journey in life had been dictated by my own?
Nitro hissed when I accidentally pressed too hard on his cheek. His hand landed on mine and he halted my progress. “I can do this myself.”
I pulled my hand away from his face. “Yeah, you can, but I’m doing it, so just let me.”
“Always arguing with me,” he murmured, allowing me to go on.
I worked in silence and when I’d cleaned the blood from his face, I said, “I’m going to get some ice for your face. Wait here.”
I hurried down to the bar because I figured he had work to get back to and no time to waste. Kree loaded me up with ice and a towel to wrap it in. When I arrived back in his room, he was in the shower. He didn’t take longer than a few minutes and when he exited the bathroom wearing only a towel around his waist, I sucked in a breath at the magnificence of his body.
Nitro was a powerhouse of hard muscle that went hand-in-hand with his fearless warrior instincts. Standing before me, almost naked, his masculinity caught me off guard and a rush of desire hit me. My thoughts stalled and I momentarily forgot what I was doing. All I could focus on was the throbbing need deep in my core. A new hum filled my entire being, unlike anything I’d ever felt before.
Damn.
Shit.
No.
“You got ice?” His deep voice snapped me from my hypnosis.
“Ah… yeah,” I mumbled, shoving the towel with the ice in it at him, almost dropping it as I did so.
He frowned, his eyes searching mine. “You good, Vegas?”
Fuck, no, I wasn’t.
I was fucked.
Completely.
I nodded, swallowing hard. “I’m good.”
I was so far from good.
I wanted something I didn’t want to want.
I wanted him.
How the hell did my world turn in such a short space of time? What the fuck triggered that? Because whatever it was, I needed to un-trigger it.
He took the ice from me and turned to head back into the bathroom, grabbing clothes on the way. I was helpless to do anything but watch him walk away. My eyes stayed glued to the powerful muscles that built his back. And that ass. God, that ass. Even covered in a towel it was hard not to stare at.
I was so engrossed in his back and ass that he caught me off guard again when he dropped the towel and dressed without closing the bathroom door.
Fuck it, I was out. I yanked the bedroom door open and left as fast as I could. I needed to find a quiet corner and gather my thoughts. I needed to wipe everything that had just happened from my memory. Somehow, though, I suspected Nitro was not a man to ever be wiped from a woman’s memory.
19
Nitro
“The Way It Goes” by Keaton Simons
“You’re fucking kidding me!” I stared at King in shock, waiting for his reply. It was nearly midnight and I was exhausted after the shit we’d been through, but what he’d just told us had sure as fuck drawn my attention.
Weariness lined King’s face; he was feeling it as much as anyone, maybe more so. “I’m not,” he said. Although he didn’t give me the answer I wanted, I heard the misgiving in his voice. “Bronze is under pressure to clean this mess up and he doesn’t think he can keep us out of it much longer if we continue the way we have been. He wants us to lay low for a while and let the dust settle. That shit Silver Hell pulled today didn’t help.”
“So,” Devil cut in, “any idea how long we have to back off for?”
