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“I want to ask you for a huge favor, but it’s hard when you made me breakfast.”
“Just ask me, baby.” Doesn’t she know I would do anything for her?
“Let me have a bite of these pancakes first, in case you take them from me,” Lyla says as she cuts a triangle out of the fluffy cakes and puts it in her mouth. Her eyes close, and she moans like she does when my tongue is between her legs. “Oh my god, these are delicious. One more bite.”
“I’m not gonna take the pancakes from you no matter what you ask,” I promise her.
“That’s what you say now.”
“Try me.”
“Would you consider maybe letting Thane come stay here?”
“What?”
“Just until he’s back on his feet,” she adds.
She wants me to let him move in? Here?
“I don’t know, Ly. My brother will be pissed after what he did to Jordan.” I don’t add that I believe RJ and the kid were lurking around the hospital, hoping to end the man for good.
Would my brother kill someone in cold blood? If it was a person who hurt someone he cared about, it’s possible. He’s been taking his responsibility as the prospect’s sponsor seriously, which is surprising.
“I know it’s a lot to ask,” Lyla starts between bites of pancake. “But it’s my fault he was shot. He nearly died, and still he was able to save me from being kidnapped by that creep.”
She’s right. I want to hate the guy, but he did take a bullet for her and apparently put one in the kidnapper. Her father told me the other day that there was a blood trail found on the scene that led into the woods behind the shopping center. The police are going to test it, but I can already guess who the blood came from.
And it’s stupid that I’m envious that Thane was there to protect her and I wasn’t.
When I don’t give her the answer she wants, Lyla says, “I want tobe wherever Thane is, so if you don’t want him here, then I can go back home…”
“No, it’s fine,” I blurt out because I don’t want her to leave yet. Her father is still searching for the fucker. “I have to clear it with my dad and RJ, but if they don’t mind and RJ swears not to mess with him, then Thane can stay here too, until he recovers.”
“Thank you,” Lyla says when she sets the tray aside to throw her arms around my neck and kiss my cheek.
The jealousy I’ll be forced to deal with is almost worth her appreciation. It’s probably even unfounded. Lyla told me that Thane wasn’t attracted to her, but she didn’t say she wasn’t attracted to him.
Maybe he was lying.
Here’s hoping he wasn’t because I would hate to have to kick an injured man’s ass.
While Lyla’s in the shower, I decide to call RJ to see what he’ll say about Thane staying with us.
“Kind of busy, bro,” he answers.
“I’ll make it quick. I just need to ask you for a favor.”
“Okay, what?”
“Thane’s about to be released from the hospital.”
There’s a long silence followed by “And?”
“And Lyla wants him to come and stay with us.”
“Us? At our house?”
“Yeah.”
