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“I’m trying,” I admitted. “I’m trying to do something I’ve never done before.”
“What’s that?”
“Forgive.”
“How’s it going?”
“It fucking sucks.”
Liam’s lips parted in a faint smile. “It always does.”
His eyes were still focused somewhere past me, in the forest, but he was here with me. Completely. When he was truly present, there was something comforting about Liam’s presence.
“I’m not going to tell you about it,” I said. “I’m going to protect the person who told me.”
They weren’t words that I needed to tell Liam, but I’d been shaping what I’d do with that secret in my mind. I’d asked Teresa to keep it to herself, and she would obey.
Liam might’ve already glimpsed Rose’s past. He wouldn’t hold it against her. He thought all humans were incredibly fucked-up, so he usually took a light view of our sins.
But Shaw and Cole… they had loved Brennan. Could they forgive Rose?
What would it do to Amelia if they didn’t?
“In the morning,” Liam said. “I’ll be sane.”
“I wish I could make that same promise.” I clapped his shoulder and turned to head through the woods.
“She does need you, you know,” Liam called after me. “Almost as much as you need her.”
I turned back to look at him, but he was already gone, melted into the shadows.
Liam always managed to get the last word.
I could’ve sworn I could scent Amelia. Driven by an instinct I didn’t understand, I shifted into the wolf and ran through the night.
CHAPTER32
Amelia
That night,I dreamt about Brennan. I knew I was dreaming, but it felt so real.
I dove into the clear blue lake near the cottage, and I came out with my clothes wet and clinging to me. He was there, his lips on my throat covering me with kisses as he undressed me, his rough, calloused hands gentle on my skin. It had the dreamy, hazy quality of a dream.
Brennan's mouth found mine in a passionate, desperate kiss that felt like it was the first and last we'd ever share. Was it memory or fantasy?
His hands held me firmly as our tongues danced together, teasing each other's mouths. Our bodies moved together as one, his hard body meeting my softer curves perfectly. I could feel his heart beating against mine and his arousal pressing against me.
He whispered sweet nothings in my ear as he moved down my neck, trailing kisses along my collarbone. He continued til his dark curls dipped between my thighs. When my thighs began to shake, he drew me down to the ground and spread me open. His tongue explored me slowly with skillful precision, sending sparks of pleasure shooting through my body with each stroke of his tongue.
My breathing became shallow and rapid as I felt myself climbing to the peak of pleasure. Brennan knew it, and he lapped between my thighs until I finally came undone.
I reached for him hungrily, gripping his cock. "I know I'm dreaming, but I don't care."
"I must be dreaming too," he murmured into my ear, and I wondered if his ghost could have found his way into my dreams.
In the smoked ruins of the cottage, we finished undressing each other with eager hands. He lifted me easily and pinned me against one of the few beams that still stood in the house we had once loved.
"I'm finally home," I whispered in his ear, and he buried his face in my throat, covering me in kisses, as if he felt too much to say anything now.
