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“I’ll be checking your security,” Aston put in.
“So will I. And if it’s not good enough, I’ll get to use the money that I don’t need to make it even better. Because nobody hurts my family.” Kyler raised a brow. “Except for maybe my family.”
Bella snorted then moved forward to wrap her arms around my waist.
She had to be fucking scared if she was showing such vulnerability in front of her family. Or in front of anyone. I ran my hand down her hair and looked at her family, wondering what the hell was I going to do.
Somebody was scaring my woman. And they were going to have to pay for that.
Chapter Twelve
ISABELLA
There hadn’t beena single call, text, or letter since the series of texts I’d received while at Aston and Blakely’s. I wanted to believe it was behind me. William would stop contacting me and I’d be far away from everything that haunted me. That it had just been a mugger that hadn’t stolen anything from me because they hadn’t had time. William was still in Wyoming, on parole, and from what his parole officer could tell, hadn’t been contacting me. While I didn’t want to believe that, maybe it was just all over now.
And even if I let that complicated and not quite real thought slide through me, I didn’t know what to believe, but I had other things to focus on.
Namely, the fact I was now waking up in Weston’s arms.
In his home.
It had been two weeks since the family dinner that Weston had barged into even though technically, we had each invited him. And things felt completely different.
I didn’t spend the night at his house often, in fact this was only the second time. He did spend the night at my house though—though technically it was Aston’s home. That wasn’t something I wanted to think too hard about at the moment,however. We walked around town together, I worked in his office sometimes, and he even worked on my car in the driveway.
But in the end, I still hadn’t returned to Denver. And I wasn’t sure when I would.
Emily and Phoebe were taking care of my home and the sad plants I had left there, but it wasn’t as if I had left a large group of friends or pets behind.
We weren’t that far from the city itself, and I saw Blakely and my family—sans my mother—every week.
But I hadn’t returned home.
Aston and Blakely didn’t seem to mind that I was still here. If anything, my big brother was acting very much like a big brother, enjoying the fact that he could at least offer me something.
And while the unknown of William and the attack still wore on me, that wasn’t the real reason I was here.
No, it was currently the man with his hand on my breast as I lay down, my eyes still closed.
As if Weston had been in my mind, he moaned a bit, pressing his rock-hard erection toward my backside. He was wearing his boxer briefs, and I had on his T-shirt and my own panties, but his hand was underneath that shirt.
He nuzzled his face into my neck, and I held back a giggle, slightly ticklish.
“Weston. The alarm’s going to go off any second.”
“I bet that we could be pretty quick.”
I rolled my eyes even as one hand slid in between my thighs.
“Not that quick,” I moaned as my alarm did indeed go off.
Weston groaned, patted my pussy slightly, as if saying goodbye for now, and slid his fingers out from underneath my panties. And because he was Weston, he licked his fingers before rolling onto his back.
I turned to look down at him and winced at the way his erection tented the blankets.
“Don’t look at him. He’s going to be angry. I knew I should have set an earlier alarm.”
I shook my head and turned off my alarm. “You have to get everyone ready for school, and I have a few meetings. Which I’m very grateful that I can do online.”
