Page 8 of Grizzly's Bear

Chapter Four

Rissa woke alone. She had no idea how long she’d been asleep. Her body ached but in a good way. In the I-had-amazing-sex way. Slade was an incredible lover, and what they’d shared had been indescribable. She’d never thought of taking anyone there, but it had been natural for Slade to sink deep inside her ass. She’d reveled in the sensations. And she wanted to do it all again. Later. After she took care of a few other things.

She quickly showered, dressed, then headed upstairs to grab something to eat before hunting down her brother. She’d yet to speak with Adam alone since she’d awoken, and she needed to. For the longest time, it had been just the two of them. She needed to make sure he was okay and to reassure him that she was.

She stepped into the kitchen and found Jensen. One glance and she swore he’d been waiting for her.

“How’re you feeling?” he asked immediately.

“Hungry.” She shrugged as she moved around him and snagged an apple off the counter.

“You’ll need more than an apple,” Jensen stated. “I was about to make myself a sandwich. Turkey, ham, or roast beef?”

Rissa’s stomach growled. “Yes.”

Jensen laughed as he pulled out everything then layered meat, cheese, and veggies on thick slices of bread.

“What are you after, Jensen?” She had no delusions that he was feeding her without an ulterior motive.

“You’ve been out for weeks, Rissa. You need to eat. It’ll help.”

She merely stared at him until he sighed, putting away the food then handing her one of the sandwiches.

“I’d like to have you go back to the lab with me,” Jensen admitted then held up his hand when she moaned. “I want to make sure you’re healing okay. Please.”

“I’m fine.”

“You didn’t see him.” Jensen spoke softly.

Rissa shook her head, not needing to ask who he meant.

“He never left your side. I swear, if we’d have lost you, we would have lost him, too.”

“Was he injured? Did he get hurt coming after me?” No one had indicated he had, least of all Slade. She’d seen every inch of him and hadn’t noticed any bruises or cuts or healing wounds.

“His heart, Rissa. Haven’t you noticed?” He pushed open the door, and she realized she’d let him lead her to the lab, after all. She scowled but entered.

“It’s…” She paused not knowing what to say.

“Not like that?” he offered. “Complicated?”

“Between Slade and me,” she said instead.

“Slade’s always been the one who can fix anything. If something broke, Slade would mess with it until he had it apart and knew what was wrong. Then he’d fix it better than it had been before. He fixes things.”

Rissa shook her head. “I’m not a thing, and I don’t need… fixing.”

Jensen stared at her. “You’ve led my brother on a merry chase since you’ve been here. You’ve got him wrapped around your finger.”

“No, I don’t.” She thought of the man who’d picked her up and carried her to his bedroom then told her to stay in no uncertain terms. That wasn’t a man wrapped around her finger. That was a man making a claim. It turned her on, but there were parts of her past she needed to share with him before things went much further between them.

“Slade—”

“Enough,” Rissa cut in. “You’ve got me here, so do your check. I want to find my brother and speak with him before Slade decides to come looking for me and discovers I left.”

Jensen stared at her in silence, and she began eating, not backing down from his stare. He watched her eat. When she finished, he handed her the other sandwich he’d made. She didn’t let her surprise show. She relented, though, and held out her arm to him.

“What?” he asked.

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