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I move and he slides into bed with me.

“What are you doing?” I ask.

He lies down. “Come here.”

I hesitate, still holding the sheet.

“I swear, Selene, you can trust me. I just want you to feel safe tonight.”

I move in toward him. He puts his arms around me, and I lay my head on his shoulder. His body is so warm, his arms strong. He brushes my hair back from my face, careful not to touch me where I’m hurt.

God, he feels so good. I squeeze my eyes closed, willing myself to stop thinking about all the reasons this is a bad idea. Maybe I should have just let Braxton and Kylie stay, and insisted Ronan go home. He’s my boss. I have to go to work on Monday. Am I supposed to pretend this didn’t happen? I’m completely vulnerable—scared, hurt, and exposed—and in this terribly intimate moment, Ronan is here.

But his body next to me feels so right, I can’t tear myself away. I’m melting into him, my limbs relaxing, my breath calming down. I hear his heartbeat, and mine slows to match his. Even with my brother’s fierce protective streak, I’ve never felt as safe as I do in this moment, with Ronan’s arms around me.

“What time is it?” I ask.

“A bit after two.”

“You couldn’t sleep?”

“Not really,” he says.

“I’m sorry,” I say. “You probably should have gone home.”

“No,” he says and his arms tighten around me. “You needed me here. Sleep now, Selene. Don’t worry about tomorrow.”

I keep my arm draped across his chest, my head on his shoulder. His clean scent fills me, and I let my eyes drift closed. The last thing I feel are his lips on my forehead as I fall asleep.

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