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“Yeah, we can figure it out later,” I managed, my voice only a little flat. “We should get some sleep now. We have work in the morning.”
“Okay. I’ll figure out the logistics of it this week. By next weekend, everything will be back to normal.”
Normal. I was beginning to hate that word.
I closed my eyes and willed sleep to come, doing my best to ignore the shifting of the mattress as Beckett got more comfortable, the heat of his body beside mine.
He was so close, but as always, not close enough.
* * *
BECKETT
I woke feeling lighterthan I had in days. Not even the fact that Wes and I were entangled, our bodies slick with sweat, could get to me. Instead, I thought of that camping trip, when Wes and I had huddled together in the cold and joked about our unexpected man-on-man action.
It made my heart warm. There was a lot more to Wes and me than the secrets between us, and soon, one of those secrets would be gone.
I slipped out of bed and grabbed a shower while Wes snoozed, as was our usual routine.
The talk last night had done me some good. Just knowing that Wes felt something for me before we were married in Vegas, that he hadn’t just hooked up with me because it was easy or convenient, made all the difference.
We still had to get that divorce. We were already on thin ice with Dad. I was pretty sure he’d been bluffing at dinner about selling the business to a competitor in Riverton. But that was when he thought we’d pulled a prank. If he found out we were really married, really fucking around, the consequences could be a whole lot worse.
I could lose my job and my standing with the family. That scared the shit out of me. But even worse would be watching Wes lose his birthright. He’d spent his whole life believing that he’d follow in his father’s footsteps. And Wes had always admired his dad, always wanted to take the path laid out before him. To lose it now would devastate him.
I got dressed, then went to the kitchen to make coffee. Wes would emerge after the alarm went off the third time, and I’d have to hurry him to make it to work on time. Business as usual, a small comfort in the midst of this recent storm.
Andi was in the kitchen when I got there, already setting the coffeepot to brew. “Hey, Beckett. How’d you sleep?”
“Okay,” I said.
“You and Wes managing okay in bed?”
I fought a blush. She wasn’t asking about anything other than the cramped space we were enduring. “Uh, yeah. It’s not forever, right?”
She winced. “I hope not.”
“Oh, I didn’t mean…”
She opened the bread bag and tossed a couple of slices of wholegrain wheat into the toaster. She’d obviously influenced Wes’s shopping trip, because that man was white bread all the way.
“No, I know,” she said. “I’m cramping your style. You and Wes have no privacy.”
“Privacy?” I gave a nervous chuckle. “What would we need privacy for?”
She blinked at me. “I don’t know. I know you guys ‘date’ casually.” She used air quotes around the word date. “You can’t really bring someone home when you don’t have your own bed.”
“Oh. Right. Well…” I shrugged. “You’re more important than a few hookups.”
Maybe making Andi feel guilty would encourage her to leave sooner and free me from the temptation of sleeping beside Wes, but she felt bad enough already. I wasn’t going to pile on, so I plastered on a grin and wiggled my brows. “Besides, it’s not like I can’t find a bed somewhere else if I really want to.”
She laughed. “Good to know I’m not cockblocking you.”
“Ew, never say the C-word again.”
She laughed harder. “I’m not a little girl, you know? I’m a grown woman who can take care of herself.”
I raised an eyebrow. “By crashing with her big brothers?”
