secret and buried so deep that only she knew what had weighed so heavily on her mind.
She knew she had feelings for both men. Complex feelings. Some of which she didn’t even understand. All she knew was that it wasn’t something so simple as gratitude or attachment to the men who’d saved her. Nor was she latched onto them solely because she felt safe with them.
She wanted to be with them. Both of them. But never, ever had she imagined such a thing possible. She would have never brought it up, so afraid was she that it would ruin everything.
But now it seemed that they were bringing it up in their own way. Was it possible that they’d had the same thoughts she had?
She’d written it off as crazy. Something that happened with other people. People you saw on television shows or daytime corny talk shows.
She was so scared and hopeful at the same time she wanted to burst. The more she thought about it and weighed it in her mind, the more she considered that they wouldn’t both be saying the things they were saying and wouldn’t be both kissing her if they didn’t have some sort of plan of both being a part of her life. Her future.
Cade’s hand came down on her shoulder, and then his other hand slipped underneath her chin, and he tilted it upward until she met his very worried gaze.
“Elle, you sound like you’re about to hyperventilate, and you’ve been staring into space for several minutes. What’s going on?”
Some of the haze cleared, and she stared back and then beyond him to where Merrick stood, a frown marring his face. He looked as worried as Cade did.
But the one thing she saw in both faces, in both their eyes, was something she wanted so desperately that she was afraid to even breathe for fear of losing it.
She saw something more than simple affection or worry. She saw something deeper. Something very much like…love.
Chapter Sixteen
ELLE STARED AT THE TWO men whose gazes rested so fiercely on her, and she felt light-headed over what she was about to do.
“C-can I ask you something?” she asked, the words tumbling awkwardly from her lips.
Cade reached out and palmed the side of her face, rubbing lightly in a sweet caress.
“You can ask us anything,” he said, his tone utterly serious. “There’s nothing you can’t say to us, Elle.”
Merrick reached for her hand, tugging her forward.
“Let’s go into the living room so you’ll be more comfortable.”
She followed Merrick, her hand still held tightly in his while Cade followed behind her, his hand to her back.
Merrick sat on the couch and pulled her down so that she’d be positioned between him and Cade. But she couldn’t sit this way, having to look back and forth. She didn’t want to miss a single reaction. Facial expression. This was too important. She was putting far too much on the line.
She was terrified.
She pushed herself up from the couch, despite protests from the men. For a long moment, she stood with her back turned to them as she gathered her courage and wrapped herself in its protective embrace.
Then she slowly turned back around to face her…future? It was scary and exhilarating all at the same time. She was taking a proactive step to regaining her life. Taking it back. Living it instead of enduring it.
“I have to know if the two of you feel, or rather reciprocate, any of what I feel for you,” she said in a rush. “I know it sounds absurd. Ridiculous. I’m absolutely crazy, right?”
Before she could say anything further or continue to babble her fool head off, Cade came off the couch. He moved so quickly and was standing in front of her before she could blink.
He grasped her chin with his fingers, his mouth hovering over hers.
“You’re not crazy,” he growled.
And then he kissed her, his mouth devouring hers in a forceful, possessive manner that left her breathless.
His tongue brushed over hers, testing and tasting. He explored her lips, licking over every inch and then inward to dance over her tongue playfully and then more strongly.
Everything about the way he kissed her screamed…mine. Like he was putting his stamp on her and wanted her to know she belonged to him.
When he finally pulled away, she was dazed and off kilter. She stumbled back, but he caught her arm and righted her as she stared fuzzily at him and then at Merrick.
Before she knew it, he’d sat back