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With her back to his chest and his thick, heavy arm draped across her middle, Jessa found the veil of sleep slowly taking over.
“Jessa?” His fingers ran circles around her belly button.
“Hmm?” She couldn’t manage more with the pleasurable exhaustion that started to take control.
“What will you do when your car is fixed?” His words were low, his voice deep and haggard.
The thought had crossed her mind more than once, especially since her feelings for them were growing at an astronomical rate. There was no doubt that she needed to leave, to escape her past and create a new future, but a voice inside of her whispered she should stay with them.
What would her life be if she revealed this to the Uncia brothers? Would they welcome it? Maybe this was all they wanted, a piece of ass to pass the time, and when they fixed her car would she be on her way?
The thought had her chest hurting, but she refused to let it consume her. She couldn’t let her emotions cloud her judgment, or voice how she felt and make an ass out of herself. How could she expect them to want a woman they didn’t know?
Sure they were helping her out, but the end result was for her to be on her way.
“Keep moving. I need to put my past behind me.” He tensed behind her, but he didn’t say anything in return.
She didn’t know how long she lay there, staring out the window at the trees that were caressed by the moonlight.
Sleep eventually took her into the dark, and when she woke the next morning she was alone.
Chapter
Seventeen
Deacon leaned back on the recliner as he drank his cup of coffee. He had been up most of the night, not because he knew Thayer had slipped into Jessa’s room, but because the energy coursing through him made him twitchy.
Ever since he had felt the sweet surrender of Jessa’s body that was all he could think about. He imagined taking her a thousand different ways, but the end of his fantasies were always the same: her between him and Thayer as they watched over her.
He watched Thayer leaving her room before the sun had even risen. There had been the satisfied glow coming from his body, the same one Deacon had experienced himself. He couldn’t even describe the feelings of claiming his mate.
It surrounded him, consumed him, and made everything right in the world. For the first time in his life he didn’t feel the craziness that swirled within him take hold. She calmed him like no other could, not even Thayer.
His brother stepped into the living room and sat on the couch. Although he could smell the sweet scent of Jessa all over him, a troubled look masked what should have been an expression of bliss.
“She still plans on leaving, Deacon.”
This was no surprise to him, not after she had told them about the abuse she suffered at the hands of the man she was supposed to be able to trust.
Deacon had hoped they could have convinced her otherwise, but their little mate had a strong head on her shoulders and had determination in her blood.
“Then I guess we’ll just have to make her want to stay more then she wants to leave.”
Thayer chuckled humorlessly. He watched as his little brother rubbed his eyes right before he let out a long sigh. “I can’t let her go, Deacon, not when I’ve finally had her.”
He could sympathize with his brother completely. Even before he had tasted the sweetness that came from her, Deacon knew he couldn’t let her go.
“It shouldn’t be this hard.” Thayer relaxed his body against the cushions and stared at the vaulted ceiling.
“Everything worth anything makes you work for it.”
Thayer dropped his eyes to his and smirked. “Since when did you become so theological?”
Deacon smirked in return and shrugged his shoulders. “I guess living with you has rubbed off on me.” He finished his coffee and stood.
He stopped in front of the window above the sink and stared out at the wilderness.
“I’m going to tell her about growing up, Thayer.” He spoke low but knew his brother heard him nonetheless.
