Safe with Me (With Me in Seattle, #5)(6)

“Can we sit outside on the patio?” Maddie asks.

“No, Mads, it’s winter,” I remind her.

“I want summer. When will it be summer?” She asks.

“A few more months yet,” Caleb answers and kisses her head as we all sit at the dining room table to eat our sweet treat.

“It’s not raining,” Josie points out.

“No, but the patio furniture is put away and it’s cold outside.”

“Dumb winter,” Josie pouts and takes a bite of her ice cream.

***

“Are they in bed?” Caleb asks as I descend the stairs to the living room.

“Yes.” I sigh and sit heavily on the couch next to him. “I love them, but dear God they’re exhausting.”

“They’re beautiful,” Caleb murmurs as he hands me a beer.

“We’re drinking?” I ask with raised eyebrows.

“We’re sharing this one.”

“Okay.” I take a pull on the brown bottle and then hand it back to him. “You know, you don’t have to stay, Caleb. The girls and I are safe.”

“Brynna, do you understand why I’m here?”

“Because someone asked a bunch of questions that weren’t even about me. Caleb, we don’t even know that anyone is looking for me.”

“Look.” Caleb scoots closer to me and wraps an arm around my shoulders. “I know we have the police keeping an eye out in Chicago, and we don’t know for sure that anyone is looking for you, but Brynna, if there is even the slightest chance that you could be in danger, I need to be here.” He kisses my temple, inhaling deeply. “If Matt’s gut tells him something is off, then something is off.”

“I don’t like it.”

“You don’t have to.” He takes my chin in his fingers and pulls my gaze to meet his own. “Keep telling the girls I need a place to stay. I’ll stay out of your way as much as possible. Just keep the damn doors locked and your eyes open.”

“I don’t want our routine to be interrupted.”

“Jesus, you’re stubborn.”

“You already know this about me,” I remind him with a smile.

“You work for Isaac three days a week, right?”

“Right.”

“Okay, you should be safe when you’re there, with Isaac there, and all the other guys always coming in and out. I’ll cut my work week down to three days a week so I’m here when you are.”

“You’re working already?” I ask, surprised.

“Yeah, I’m training civilian mercenaries just outside of Seattle.” He shifts, as though he’s uncomfortable talking about his new job, but I want to know more.

“What kind of training?” I ask.

“Weapons, mostly. Weapons were my specialty.”

“What kind of weapons?” I ask, settling closer to him, leaning against his hard torso, enjoying the sound of his voice.

“You name it, I know about it.”

“Hmm.”

“In fact, I think I’ll take you to learn to shoot tomorrow.”

“Me?” I ask, and sit up straight. “Why?”

“Because you need to know how to protect yourself. You’ll need a concealed weapons permit too.”

“I already…”

“Stop.” He pushes his fingers over my mouth, earning a vehement glare from me. “Let me teach you this, Bryn.”

His arm is still around me, pulling me against his side, and his other hand is over my mouth, and all I can think about is the fact that his lips are inches away from my own.

Inches.

I drop my gaze to them and take a deep breath.

“No,” he whispers and gently pulls his fingers away.

“What?” I whisper back, still looking at his lips, and my stomach flutters when he licks them.

“Don’t look at me like that.”

My eyes rise to his. “Like what?”

“Like you want me to kiss you.”

“I do want you to kiss me.”

There, I said it.

He sighs deeply, runs his thumb across my bottom lip and then gently wraps his arms around me, hugging me tightly.

“I can’t do that. Go to bed, Brynna.”

“But…”

He abruptly stands, pulls the beer bottle from my hand and walks away from me. “Go to bed.”





Chapter Two


Caleb



What the f*ck am I doing here?

The look on Brynna’s gorgeous face as I told her I couldn’t kiss her replays over and over in my head. It’s two in the morning, and sleep is still far away. If it comes at all.

I don’t sleep much these days.

The woman sleeping upstairs has been in my mind more than not for the better part of the last year. She and her two amazing daughters have me wrapped around their little fingers. Brynna is perhaps the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, with her long dark hair and deep brown eyes, and those lips of hers were made for kissing. Her legs go on for days, and her ass is round and would be perfect for my hands.

Incredible.

And her girls are just as beautiful with their long dark hair and their mother’s brown eyes.