Page 167 of Brutal Savage

She slaps a hand to her forehead. “Oh, come on, Tynan. I was playing. I didn’t actually expect you to wear them.”

I fling my towel off, my smirk only deepening when she stares right at my cock, swallowing thickly.

“Can’t keep looking at it like that, love. You’re gonna make me late.”

Her fingers run up and down her neck as she clears her throat, making sure to look at my face this time. But she just can’t seem to help herself, stealing small glances, and that only makes the blood rush to my dick.

“Please, Tynan. You don’t have to wear that yellow suit. I can return them all. It was stupid of me.”

I start slipping into my black shirt, buttoning it up before sitting on the bed and putting on the ugly-as-hell pants. “Don’t you dare return a thing. I’m gonna make sure everyone sees what great taste you have.”

“Ugh…” She groans, dropping her face in her palm for a moment. “Just promise you’re not gonna kill anyone for making fun of you.”

I tug her hand in mine, my gaze growing with affection. “For you, I promise.”

She sighs, and I don’t think she believes me.

We start down the stairs, and when Brody sees me from the foot of the staircase, his eyes bug out. Before I can make a joke about my appearance, he bursts into a laugh.

And in that instant, all the air stills in my lungs.

I remain motionless, not believing what I just heard.

My pulse pounds endlessly because he just laughed.

He just laughed for the first time since his parents died.

Emotions cling to the back of my throat.

And Elara’s eyes? They’re on mine, filled with tears as we experience this moment together.

I’d wear every goddamn suit in the rainbow if I could make him laugh like that again.

“Oh, you think that’s funny, huh?”

His laughter continues, and I rush down the rest of the way and flip him upside down in the air.

“Not laughing now, are you?”

But he continues to giggle, punching me in the stomach.

“Geez, you’re strong. What have I been feeding you?”

Elara sniffles, wiping under her lashes.

I still, my gaze on hers.

My heart beats frantically. This is all I’ll ever want.

Her.

Brody.

My family.

This need to tell her how much she means to me overtakes me completely.

But I don’t have the right words.

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