Time Out (Dear Lonely Guy Book 2) by Alison Hendricks

Author:Alison Hendricks [Hendricks, Alison]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2020-09-26T16:00:00+00:00

13

Keith

Things would've been so much easier without this fucking leg getting in the way.

We could have kept going. I could finally know what it felt like to have Brendan inside of me -- to have him fuck me into absolute oblivion, until everything else slipped away. All the shit from the past, everything confusing about the present, all the uncertainty of the future. I just needed him to fuck me hard enough that I stopped thinking about any of those things, and this would be fine.

Instead, I was stuck with my thoughts while Brendan literally carried me through my own front door.

Mostly, I was stuck on how sweet it was. How good it felt to have someone care for me. How much I just wanted to swoon and give in, letting him take care of me for the rest of my life. He seemed eager to do it, and a big part of me was eager to let him.

But I knew this wouldn't last.

I believed Brendan when he said he regretted never calling me. I believed he'd even grown from it. I just wasn't willing to let myself believe it wouldn't happen again. Relationships were complicated. That was why I avoided them like the plague. If I got into a relationship with Brendan, would he bolt at the first sign of real conflict? If someone questioned our relationship, would he leap back into the closet for the sake of convenience, then stop texting me because he felt guilty?

I knew it was unfair on some level. I could have reached out, too. I could have been more understanding when I finally saw him again. I could have done a lot of things.

There was only so much I was willing to do now, though, because I couldn't handle another loss like that. I couldn't let myself believe I had him. It would only make the inevitable harder to deal with. It would break me and, after the first time, I promised myself I wasn't ever going to let a man make me feel that worthless again.

"Do you want to be on the couch?" he asked, blessedly interrupting my thoughts. "Or no. The bed's probably better."

"Wherever you want to put me, Prince Charming. I yield to your superior muscles."

He snorted softly at that, but I could see the worry etched into his beautiful face. I didn't like it, because I didn't like seeing him in distress, yet there was a part of me that was touched by it.

Brendan carried me into my bedroom and laid me down on the bed with all the care of a service dog laying down an egg. He turned on the lamp on my bedside table and fetched a pillow to prop up my leg. He tested gently for any swelling, then wandered off to get an ice pack.

When he came back, I was still in a daze. Caught up in the hurricane of Brendan's caring nature and the vortex of my own thoughts. He had the ice

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