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ChapterFour

Brock

I’ve never in my life seen anything as beautiful as I did an hour ago when Corbin and I all but broke into Naomi’s house. The image of her without clothes on is burned into my memory. And I’m not mad about it.

She’s absolutely stunning dressed in sweats and messy hair, but the way I saw her tonight?Indescribable.

When Cor called me in a panic because Naomi wouldn’t answer her phone, my heart went into my throat. The thought of her sitting at home crying drove me to Cor’s house to pick her up then drove us to Naomi’s, storming into her house like a couple of lunatics. Not that I’m complaining. A bit awkward, sure, and I do feel bad for the way we entered into her home.

However, it doesn’t change the fact that when we left her house, I felt lighter than I have in years. If I was being honest with myself, lighter since the moment she started dating Wyatt.

She wasn’t sad.

She wasn’t upset over the fact that she’d just signed divorce papers.

It didn’t appear that she was wallowing.

No.

If anything, she seemed content.

Happy, even.

Spending time with herself because she could, not because it was some awful lot in life she’d been dealt.

Aside from Wyatt telling her that he was uncomfortable with our friendship, it’s not as if he stopped her from doing what she wanted. However, my guess, is that she felt free. Hence the naked evening.

Damn.

Just thinking the words ‘naked evening’ has my blood heating.

I swear when I leaned close to her and whispered in her ear, her breath hitched. Something felt like it shifted between us but I can’t be sure that it isn’t just my wishful thinking or my imagination.

Her single status is far too new for me to be trying to make a move or change the way we are with each other, but Wyatt no longer has a say about our friendship.

But that doesn’t mean I’m going to stand aside again.

Slowly, I hope to get in there with her. Give her the time she needs to heal and be ready. And when she’s ready, it’s our time.

Finally.

I pick up my phone and open my messages.

Me:Sorry for intruding on your naked night alone.

I add a smirk emoji at the end and wait for Naomi’s reply.

Luckily, I don’t have to wait long.

Naomi:You’re never going to let me live that one down, are you?

Me:Not a chance.

Naomi:Ugh.

Me:Gotta tell you, though, I might feel bad for interrupting, but not about checking on you.

Naomi:That’s sweet, really, but I promise I’m good. Great, even.

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