Page 76 of Galen's Redemption
“Hey….” He shook Robert’s shoulder. “Listen to me, okay?”
“I’m going to lose it all, and then, when I think I have nothing left to lose,I’m going to lose you too.”
Galen knelt beside the chair. “You’re not going to lose me.” He drew in a breath, knowing this was a bad idea. These conversations should only take place when both parties were sober. “I love you. Do you get that? I’ve never been in love before, but I know how I feel. And you’re not going to lose everything, because I’m going to help you.”
Soft snores greeted hisproclamation. Galen wanted to laugh, but none of this was humorous. He couldn’t bear to see Robert hurting, and knowing that he played a part in it, even against his better judgment, didn’t sit right with him.
He got up and opened the office door. The young man who’d greeted him—crap, what was his name?—when he came in was still standing at the desk. Galen took a look at him as he pored overthe work he had in front of him. He couldn’t be much older than sixteen or seventeen, slender, and was wearing a button-down shirt with big brown-and-white checks on it. He had dark hair, deep brown eyes, and eyelashes that looked like they’d been sculpted to his face. He reminded Galen of a pixie, he was so damn cute.
“Hi, excuse me? I’m sorry. What was your name?”
He stood ramrod straight,his gaze not wavering in the slightest as he stared Galen down. “Brady.”
If this was the kind of trust and commitment that Robert engendered, then he wasn’t failing at all. He might have hit a bad patch, but Galen could—would—help. He had a lot to make up for in his life, and it would start here, in the place he found someone to love.
“Well, Brady… if you’re willing, we’ve got some work to do.”
