Page 157 of Light My Fire

Wyatt pulls her into his arms, wrapping her tight. “I’m okay, too.”

She gives him an extra squeeze, then tips her head back. He lowers his head, kissing her softly.

“I’ve missed you all so much,” she says. She steps back from Wyatt, but he keeps his arm around her shoulders. She looks at all of us. “I’m sorry I haven’t been around a lot this week.”

“We understand,” Luke tells her.

She takes a deep breath. “Thank you.”

“I have an idea that could help,” I say.

Wyatt sighs. Luke frowns. Still I say, “Why don’t you move in here? I obviously have plenty of room and then we could all see each other all the time.”

Brooke stares at me. “You’re asking me to move in with you?”

“Yes. All of you. The three of you. I think the four of us should live together.”

She moves out from under Wyatt’s arm and looks from me to Wyatt to Luke. “You’ve talked about this?”

Luke shakes his head. “Jackson just mentioned it to us right before you got here.”

She studies him. “And what do you think?”

I brace myself. I can’t put my finger on why exactly but suddenly there’s tension in the room.

“I think it’s fast,” he says.

Brooke crosses her arms. “Because if it was just you and me dating, moving in together, wouldn’t even occur to you this soon, right?”

Luke nods. “Right.”

“But it’s not just the two of you dating,” I say. I don’t feel like it’s butting in. This involves all of us. She’s my girlfriend, for fuck’s sake, and Luke is the other man she’s dating. Well, one of them. This involves all of us. “Hell Luke, if it was just you, you never would’ve dated her in the first place.” I scowl at him. “You wouldn’t have even touched her if we hadn’t been there, showing you how sweet, fun, sexy, and amazing she is. You probably would’ve successfully kept your distance, right?”

Brooke tightens her arms against her stomach.

I move closer to her. “Sweetheart—” I start.

But she shakes her head. “No. If that’s true, I want to hear it. Were you tempted by me only because of what was happening with me and Wyatt and Jackson?” she asks Luke.

Luke scrubs a hand over his face. “No. I wanted you, Angel.”

“But you would have kept your distance?”

He sighs. “Maybe. It probably would have been easier if I didn’t know what was happening with you and these guys. If I didn’t see how you were opening up and coming alive.”

She swallows. “And after the cabin, you would’ve left me alone,” she says. It’s not a question.

“I would have thought that was best,” he admits.

She turns to Wyatt. “What do you think about us all living together?”

Wyatt looks like he’s in pain. “I don’t know.”

She takes a step closer to him. “Be honest. You do know.”

“Okay, it seems really serious. Pretty… permanent.”

“And you’re not ready for that? For this to be serious?”

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