Chapter 44

Bratt.

Too many drinks later, I stumbled out of a cab down the long driveway in front of my house. Travis and I had talked through everything and were back to being almost brothers by the end of the night. I was truly lucky to have him as a friend. I’d been stupid to ever feel doubtful of our bond because of Wyatt’s manipulations.

I used the biometric scanner with some difficulty and stumbled into my home, down the hall, and into my bed.

In my half-drunk stupor, I thought about Marley. That sweet seduction when she rode my cock like it was her goddamned job. I missed her. I wanted her. I needed her.

I hoped she’d forgive me for being an idiot. Not only because the sex I’d had with her was amazing but because I’d fallen for her. As had Noah. Noah deserved a mother like Marley—and maybe I was worthy of a woman like Marley, too.

Still, something nagged in the back of my mind. It had been since that day at the library, but I’d not been able to quantify just what it was. It sort of fe