Infinite Possibilities (The Secret Life of Amy Bensen #2)(61)

I twine my fingers in the dark strands of his hair. “You have to know that leaving you was about not losing you. Please tell me you know that.”

“I know but I can’t go through that again, Amy. Together means together. Whatever happens, you come to me and we will handle it.”

“I just--”

He cups my head and kisses me. “No excuses. Together. That’s what you say you want.”

“It is.”

“No exceptions.”

“No exceptions,” I murmur and his tongue sweeps against mine, tender and sweet, and where I’ve tasted possession and need in him in the past, I taste love and heartache now. I moan and deepen the kiss, trying to wash away the hurt in him I know runs deeper than me and this moment in time. It’s why he understands mine.

I don’t know when we start moving. We just do and it is passion and pleasure and absolute perfection in the midst of the danger surrounding us. All that matters are these moments and every touch, every lick, every move, is about the forever we want to share together. The family we want to be together. I want it to last, but too soon, I tumble into those blissful spasms of release and he shudders with his own. It is truly bittersweet.

In the aftermath, we hold each other, neither of us caring about the stickiness on our thighs, or the two men hanging out beyond the room. We lie there together...breathing. Eventually, Liam pulls out of me and walks to the bathroom, returning with a towel, helping me clean up, and it doesn’t make me blush. It somehow makes me feel closer to him.

We lay on our backs and stare at the stained ceiling. “Is the house okay?”

“It’s fine, but even if it wasn’t, it can be replaced.” He turns to look at me. “You can’t.”

I roll to my side to face him. “I wouldn’t have been able to forgive myself if Alex’s home had been destroyed.”

“I told you--”

I touch his lips. “I know. You’re worried about me, but what is important to you is important to me.” I think of Meg’s claim that she’d set the fire, but now it seems to have been done with help. “Was there a bomb?”

“No bomb.”

I let out a breath. “That’s a relief.”

“How did you end up with Jared instead of Meg?”

“When I got here, I went to my old house--”

“Red Heaven Restaurant,” he supplies.

A burn starts in my chest. “You know?”

“Derek figured it out after he put Sheridan on the radar.” He takes my hand. “I should have been there when you found out.”

“I know you wanted to be and that’s enough.” I lower my lashes a moment, reining in my emotions before I look at him again and say, “It feels like a slap.”

“It’s meant as one.”

“So you think he’s involved.”

“Yes. I have no proof, but I’ll get it. Meg. What happened to her?”

“Jared showed up at the restaurant and she took off.”

“Interesting. I’ve been checking on her.”

“And?”

“Her identity is a nothing but a shell like yours.”

This doesn’t surprise me. “She says she’s Chad’s wife.”

“Nothing in any of the data I received on her suggests she’s married to anyone, let alone Chad.”

“Jared seemed surprised too when I told him, especially since Chad didn’t mention her. He has a picture of her with the man who was having the affair with my mother.”

Liam scrubs his jaw. “There’s one from right field. I didn’t expect that. Does he know who the man is?”

“No. He’s just this perpetual mystery we can’t solve.”

He studies me with hooded eyes, several seconds ticking by. “About Jared--”

“I’d been with him all of an hour. He tracked me from my travel just like you did.”

“Why is he even involved in this?”

“He’s an old friend of my brother’s,” I explain and detail everything Jared has shared with me.

“You believe him?” Liam asks, sounding more than a little skeptical.

“He had a voice message from my brother begging him to protect me. I heard it, Liam. He’ll play it for you.”

“So your brother’s...alive.”

“Yes. Or he was. All these years he’s been alive and living a few blocks from me. But now--” Meg is gone. “Oh God.”

I sit up and Liam follows. “What is it, Amy?”

“Meg was my connection to whoever has Chad. I was so taken aback by Chad’s voicemail, I forgot how important her link to my brother is.” I scramble of the bed and cringe with cramps.

“Amy.” Liam is by my side in an instant, arms around me. “Easy, baby. What’s wrong?”

I swallow hard and straighten. “Nothing. I’m fine. It’s over. Just some cramps. From sex, I think.”

His brows furrow. “Is that normal?”

“I don’t know.”

“I’ll call Dr. Murphy.”

I grab his arm, urgent to save my brother’s life. “Not yet. Not now. My brother left me a message with Jared. He said he wasn’t going to make it through the night but to tell me 111 was the way to protect myself. I hope it’s also what these people want so we can get him back. I hope he’s still alive.”