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“I know he has feelings for you, but it’s messing him up.”
“That’s not my intention,” I say on the defense, unsure where he’s going with the comment.
“It’s not your fault. It’s just your situation with him is different. He’s used to shutting off what he feels before it goes too far. We all do.” He shrugs as though he’s lost out on chances as well to be with someone.
My heart breaks for him and his brothers and what their secret must do to them, how it restricts their lives.
“But with you, knowing what you know, he doesn’t need to worry about explaining the late-night calls that drag him out of bed or pull him from dinner. He doesn’t have to worry about you finding out the truth or hiding anything from you. And, frankly, I don’t think he knows what to do with it.”
“I never thought about that.”
“He has, and as I said, he’s struggling with it. Give him time. He’s never had to think about what it might be like to be with a woman who knows the real him.”
I look up at him as a multitude of things run rampant in my mind.
Could this be why Brett keeps shutting me down? Why he refuses to take us to the next level? It’s not as if I’m asking him for a commitment or anything. I’m only here for a couple more months.
It’s only been about sex.
Could that be the problem? Does he think that’s all I want from him?
Wait. Is that all I want?
Honestly, I’ve been telling myself it is.
If I’m with a man, I can move on from everything Glenn has done to me. It’s the last step to complete my recovery. At least, it is to me. I’m sure other women might be different. They might need something else to heal. I need Brett.
Honestly, what better man to be with than him. I trust him. I will always trust him. It’s unnerving how much I trust the man, and I barely know him.
I’ve never given any man all of me. I’ve always held back some selective pieces. My heart being one of them.
For him, though, I might just sacrifice a sliver of it. A shaving at the very least.
That’s unnerving as well.
Scary as hell, really.
So no.
No matter how hard I try to convince myself, it can’t be just about sex.
Maybe Brett understands that. Perhaps that’s why he’s holding back. He’s afraid to take it to the next level because he’s never had the opportunity to.
“Hey.” The sound of Brett’s voice whips my head around.
He’s filling the doorway. Our eyes lock, and my heart stops mid-beat.
“Hey.” I hear Cole reply.
Unwilling and unable to look away from the storm brewing in Brett’s eyes, in my side view, I see Cole pass by me.
“What’s going on here?” Brett walks into the room, his eyes and the question directed at me.
“I was just heading out.” Cole taps him on the shoulder before exiting the door.
You know the shock you sometimes get from touching a light switch. That’s how I feel when he looks at me—tiny jolts of electricity race through me, coupled with the fire in his eyes. I’m molten whenever I’m around him.
“Hi.” I let the single uncomplicated word tumble from my lips.
