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He wasn’t powerless. He wasn’t unworthy of love or acceptance.
He wasn’t going to hide what he wanted. How he felt. From anyone.
Least of all his best friend.
Least of all when it was going to hurt someone he cared about, someone he…
Well.
For a long moment, he gazed down into Zoe’s deep brown eyes. She was shaking. Just minutes ago, she’d been crying. She’d gone soft in his arms, molding herself to him, leaning into him, and this wasn’t about sex anymore. This wasn’t some game to her. All his doubts about what she was doing with him finally melted away.
He held out his hand to her.
Without hesitation, she slipped her fingers into his palm, her eyes going wide as she sputtered, “But—”
He shook his head and raised his brows.
Her mouth snapped closed.
Like she understood him, she wordlessly rose to stand beside him. Their gazes held, and the rightness in his chest was so hot it burned. He curled an arm around her. Bending down, he pressed his lips first to her forehead. Then to her mouth.
He turned forward.
Lian spotted them first. Her eyes flew wide, and she started to divert Han, but Devin shook his head.
The second Han caught sight of them, he waved. A relieved grin crossed his face, only to fade in the next instant. His pace slowed, his brows furrowing.
A few feet away from them, Han came to a stop. “Devin.” His mouth drew into a frown. “Zoe.”
Zoe fidgeted the way she did when she was nervous, but Devin felt steady as a rock. He gave her fingers a reassuring squeeze.
“Hey there, Han.”
Slowly, deliberately, Han darted his gaze between the two of them and their joined hands. “What’s going on?”
Lian practically bounced up and down.
Maybe that shouldn’t have given him confidence, but it did.
“Before you say anything,” he started.
Han’s complexion darkened. “Say anything like what?”
“We’re in a hospital,” Zoe interjected. “You try to murder us and they’ll fix us up.” She snapped her fingers. “Like that.”
“Devin.”
And Devin was standing his ground. He was refusing to let anyone push him around anymore. He wasn’t going to live in fear of his best friend, and he wasn’t going to hide the way he felt. He couldn’t.
“I didn’t mean for this to happen,” he prefaced.
The vein in Han’s temple started to bulge. “She’s mysister, man. You were supposed to help me protect her.”
“I am,” Devin said helplessly. “I will.” A lump formed in his throat.
Because he would. He’d protect her from anything that could possibly threaten her.
Even Han.
