Touch by Touch (Riggins Brothers #4) - Kaylee Ryan Page 0,13

living in the house with her. We watched them with her. As long as it’s got a good plot, I’m all in.”

“Really?” Her eyes light up. “I’ve been dying to watch it, but I’ve been pulling extra time training the new staff and helping Rory with the wedding planning.”

“Well, tonight is your lucky night.” I hit Play for the movie, tossing the remote beside me on the lounge, and without a thought, I put my arm around her shoulders and pull her close to me.

“What’s this?” she asks, resting her hand against my chest.

“Shh, the movie’s starting.” I avoid her question because I don’t know the answer. All I know is that she’s close, and she needs to be in my arms. I can’t give her or myself any other explanation than that.

Chapter 5

Aspen

I don’t know what’s going on. His arm is around me, and my head is resting against his chest. A movie I’ve been dying to watch is playing on the massive projection screen, and all I can focus on is how good he smells and how warm he is. I snuggle a little closer, and his grip tightens on my shoulder.

It’s been too long since I’ve been held like this. Not since moving to Nashville. To be honest, watching what Aurora went through with her ex had me running scared from relationships. I’ve been on a few dates, but nothing serious or long term. More of dinner, maybe some dancing, and then we go our separate ways.

When the Riggins brothers waltzed into our lives, I knew the minute I saw Grant and Aurora together that they were meant to be. Instant attraction, and the way they look at each other, talk about couple goals. They have what I want someday. However, I’ve yet to find a man who holds my attention for longer than an evening out.

As for tonight, Conrad Riggins has my full attention. I know I should pull away, but what’s the harm in a little snuggling while we watch a movie? It’s not like there are any witnesses to this one small indiscretion.

So, instead of doing what I know that I should, I remain where I am, with my cheek pressed to his chest, soaking up his warmth. I’m more comfortable than I have been in I don’t know how long. I don’t know if it’s this massive couch that I’m sure was crazy expensive or if it’s the man. My last thought before drifting off to sleep is that it’s both.

Definitely both.

My bladder is screaming to be emptied, but I’m warm. So damn warm and comfortable that I don’t want to move, but my bladder demands attention. Forcing my eyes open, I blink a few times taking in my surroundings, and that’s when I remember where I am. I’m at the Riggins’s family cabin with Conrad. Conrad, the fourth Riggins brother, and the man who has his arms wrapped tight around me, breathing softly against my neck.

Conrad Riggins.

I don’t want to lose this moment, the feeling of his arms wrapped around me, but I need to pee, or I’m going to embarrass myself. Reluctantly and as careful as I can, I slide out from underneath his hold and tiptoe to the bathroom. After taking care of business and washing my hands, I crave the warmth of his arms. I know I shouldn’t, but it is what it is. Softly, I walk back to the couch to see if he’s still sleeping.

“Come back to bed,” he says groggily.

“We’re not in a bed.” I try to talk to the half-sleeping Adonis of a man. I take a step closer to get a better look at him.

“Then come back to me.”

My movement halts. Is he asleep? Does he know what he’s saying? Who he’s talking to? “Aspen?” I jump when he says my name. My eyes find his that are now half-open. “Come back to me,” he says. His voice is deep from sleep, but there is a sincerity there I can’t ignore. His words tug at the strings of my heart. With a nod, I take my place next to him on the chaise lounge. He lifts the covers over us and pulls me back into his arms. My body is stiff. I can’t seem to relax. My mind is racing. What does this mean? Does it even mean anything? Maybe he’s just tired and doesn’t want to worry about me roaming around the cabin on my own? I can’t seem to shut it all