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HIS TO GUARD

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“Is there a point to this?” Isaiah asked, beyond annoyed with himself for what he was suddenly feeling.

That he’d feel nearly sick listening to this shit—her explain that kissing Nathan was no sacrifice—was one thing, but he hated that being around her again almost hurt. Standing there staring into those beautiful eyes and having all the memories of that weekend come back to him, he knew he would’ve easily accepted her explanation under any other circumstances. If it were anyone but his brother who was waiting for his girl upstairs, he might be willing to hear the rest of what she needed him to know. He might even be able to enjoy the fact that she hadn’t been able to stop thinking about him for even a day since their weekend together.

But he couldn’t.

There was no way. It didn’t matter what she said now. He could never consider so much as a friendship with her, and he had no choice now but to come clean with Nathan about his weekend with her.

“Is there a reason why you’re here again, giving my brother hope that maybe you do want more with him?”

“Yes,” she said as her eyes pleaded. “From the beginning, I made things very clear to Nathan that I’d have no time for anything more than occasionally getting together. As friends. I’ve never led him on.”

“So why are you here?” he asked, losing his patience and knowing it was just a matter of time before Nathan came searching for them.

“I thought it was a fluke,” she said, shaking her head. “Or at least it’s what I kept telling myself. What I was feeling for you after just one weekend . . . And then I saw you again and . . .”

The tears were back and Isaiah swallowed hard. Unlike earlier when he refused to look at her, he couldn’t tear his eyes away from her now. Her brows furrowed again, and her pained eyes finally glanced away as she swatted at her tears.

“I feel like an idiot being here and giving you the impression that I’m a crazy person. This isn’t me. I don’t chase men who clearly want nothing to do with me, but I just needed you to know it was nothing personal. If my life were less complicated, you’d be exactly the type of man I’d fall hard for. You’ll probably think me crazy, but I think I already have. My heart . . .”

Those last two words were a broken whisper. She shook her head, the anguish in her pained eyes a living thing. “No one has ever touched my heart the way you have. I’ve never felt for anyone what I feel for you. I just hope that maybe someday—”

“Never,” he whispered and this time it didn’t almost hurt. It did. Like hell.