Page 177 of Brutal Savage

“We’ll be your grandfather’s live-in nurses and will take different shifts so that all his needs are met.”

“I—” I sniffle, unable to speak.

I need to see Tynan right now so I can thank him for this over and over and over again.

“Uh, thank you.” Tears start leaking down my cheeks. “I need to go,” I whisper.

Gran grabs my hand and gives it a tight squeeze. “Go find him and thank him for the both of us.”

I nod, hurrying out of there, almost running into Ruby.

“Oh, there you are! I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about your grandpa.” She grimaces playfully. “I’m terrible at keeping secrets, but Mr. Quinn swore me to secrecy, and I couldn’t ruin such a lovely surprise.”

“He’s been planning this?” My voice grows smaller, unable to keep my emotions at bay.

“Oh, yes! He wanted to make sure all the ducks were in a row before he brought him here. And we’re so happy to have him!”

I let out a small cry until the dam breaks and a sob punches through.

“Oh, you sweet thing!” She holds me as I cry on her shoulder.

How can I stop myself from falling in love with him? Even if he never returns the sentiment.

“Is he home?” I wrench back.

“No, he’s in the office today. Though if you want to go see him, I might know the address.” She smirks.

“Please. I would love that.”

She shoots off his location, and I’m in the car in no time, unable to bear another second without kissing him.

TYNAN

I despise board meetings.

But being that I’m now the head of the family, it falls on me to be here. With owning the farms and different businesses, we have investors and people to please like anyone else.

One of the associates presents data on the growing revenue we’ve had in agriculture over the past year, while I pretend to listen.

My mind is on her, though.

It always is.

I wonder if she’s realized I had her grandpa moved by now. She would’ve called, wouldn’t she?

I know how much he means to her, and I know she hated having him in a home, so I figured it’d make her happy if he was with us and cared for.

My sister’s words play in my head again.

Fuck. I never wanted to fall in love. It seemed more like a curse at the time.

Love and death, they’re tied in our world.

But what if I am in love with her?

What if I’m just in denial?

What the hell do I do with that? Do I tell her? Or do I wait until I know for sure? Or maybe I don’t say anything because she might not want to hear it.

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