Page 124 of Comeback
“Nah. I’ll catch up with him in the morning. It’s cool if I stay a day or two, right?”he asks.
“Yeah, of course. You’ll have to stay on the couch tonight though. There’s a five-year-old in the spare bedroom.”
His brows lift.“Does Brogan have a secret kid in addition to the secret sister?”
“No. I’m babysitting,” I clarify.
“You?”He manages a laugh. The transformation on his face has him looking more like my little brother.“Who would let you babysit their child?”
“She’s a friend of Sabrina’s and I’m a great babysitter, thank you very much.”
“You hated watching me when I was younger.”
“That was different. I was a kid myself.”
“Remember that time you and Brogan were watching me, and I put pizza rolls in the microwave for like ten minutes?”He huffs a laugh.“Nearly burned the house down. Knox was so pissed.”
“Do you want to stay or not?”
“Yes, thank you. The couch is great.”He stretches his long legs out and closes his eyes.
“I’ll get you a blanket and pillow.” I stand and start for my room, then stop and glance back. “I’m sorry about the Twins.”
His eyes slowly open and a flash of pain crosses his face.“Thanks.”
Don’t touch the microwave. And get your shoes off my couch. What, were you raised by wolves?I sign the question with a smile.
Worse. By four obnoxious big brothers.
35
SABRINA
“Hey, you’re up.” Archer wakes up next to me. A sleepy smile pulls at the corners of his mouth. “How are you feeling?”
“Much better,” I say. Emotionally and physically. Yesterday I was wrecked by the news of the studio, but this morning I woke up with a sense of acceptance. Yes, I’m sad but I proved so much to myself in the past few months. The building isn’t the magic. I am.
His hand comes up to my shoulder and skates down to my elbow and back up slowly. “Good.”
“Did everything go okay with Greer last night?”
“Yeah. We had a blast. She dressed up Brogan and they had a fashion show. It was something.”
“I’m sorry I missed that.”
“Don’t be. I’ll never be able to unsee it.”
“I should check in with Olivia on how everything went last night.”
“It was after midnight when she picked up Greer so they’re probably sleeping in.”
“Little kids don’t sleep in.” I turn over and grab my phone to check if Olivia texted. She did, only once late last night to thank us and say they made it home.
Archer’s arms wrap around my middle and he nuzzles into the crook of my neck. I wriggle my ass back against his crotch.
He lets out a low groan and bites the side of my throat lightly, then sucks. Heat spreads through me as I sink into his hold.
I set my phone back on the nightstand and turn around in his arms.
