LOGINKyra POV“Uncle Tor?” She’s standing next to the couch, gently pulling on the sleeve of my shirt.“Yes, love?”“Can you read to me?”I lower the volume on the movie I’m watching and turn to face her. She’s wearing her pajamas and holding onto an old book I used to read to her when she was little.“You know how to read, Kyra. You don’t need me to read for you anymore.”“I know, but I like to hear your voice when I fall asleep.”That puts an instant smile on my face, and now I want nothing more than to read to her. Smiling, I take the old worn book from her hands, which I have memorized from reading it to her so many times.“Well, I can’t argue with that, now can I?” I reply, winking at her.She shakes her head back and forth and smiles.“Nope.”KyraTor’s been going a bit stir crazy in the house, so today I drove him to the beach so we could walk around and get some fresh air and sun. We hold hands and walk along the edge of the water with our shoes off and watch the seagulls.“I love
Kyra POV“Wait here.” He steps out of the truck and shuts the door before I can say anything. He saunters across the dirt parking lot to an old warehouse and bangs on a dented silver door with peeling paint. I’m not quite sure what we’re doing here, but I have a bad feeling.Soon a man opens the door and they begin to talk. Tor is doing a lot of pointing to the other side of the warehouse, and he looks pissed.Furious, actually.The man is also getting visibly agitated, shaking his head and yelling. I can’t hear what they’re saying from where I’m parked, but it definitely doesn’t look friendly.I sit in shocked silence when Tor grabs the man by the throat and literally drags him away from the door to around the side of the building, out of sight.Shit.My hand clutches the door handle ’til my knuckles hurt. I want to run out there and see what’s going on, but he told me to stay here in his most serious voice. It’s the voice he’s always used when he expects me to listen, no questions a
T O R POVMy love,Come back to me. My heart misses you.My soul aches for you. My body needs you. My mind craves you.You Are MyForever.---Three days ago I woke up in a hospital bed with the worst headache of my life and feeling like someone put me through a high-speed blender. And that may as well have happened, because parts of my flesh appear to be pureed.I don't remElara getting hit at all, which is probably for the best because I'm feeling a rage towards the person who did this to me.When I first woke up, my mind felt empty. Blank. I couldn't think backwards, and it scared the shit out of me. I sat in the creaky bed in silence, waiting for my head to clear and for the incessant throbbing and nothingness to subside.Sydni was there, spouting her love for me, talking about coming home with me and our future together. My head swam with confusion and pain as my brain tried to fight through the curtain it was shrouded in.I nodded dully at her as she went on and on about getting
Kyra POV I stifle a scream as my body trembles and shakes, trying not to cry but I can't hold it in, and tears start to track down my cheeks as I gulp and cling to him. Seeing Tor hurt, not knowing if he's really going to be okay, and then witnessing another woman with him is all too much. None of this should be happening. We had plans tonight. We're going to make dinner and walk Diogee and watch Kitten chase the laser light. Then he'll kiss me until I can't breathe and we'll make love and dream of when we can be together all the time."It's okay," he strokes my hair. "I know how much he means to you and how scary it all looks, but he's going to be fine. I wouldn't lie to you."No. You wouldn't. But I'm lying to you."What happened, Dad? How bad is he hurt?"He walks me down the hall to the small waiting area where we can be alone and hands me a handful of tissues from a box on the table. I dab at my eyes and blow my nose while I wait impatiently for him to answer."He's lucky, it co
Kyra POV"I'll make Kyra some grilled cheese, and keep her busy until bedtime. I'll check on you in a little while. Okay?""I know I say this a hundred times a week, but I don't know what we'd do without you. You're always so good to us. Our other husband." She smiles at the joke and rolls over onto her side to sleep.We have this joke where Ash and Elara call me their other husband. Usually it's funny. Sometimes, it’s not.---TorHer skin is soft and dewy from the shower, inviting caresses and kisses over every curve, and I can't get enough of her. She sighs and writhes like a sultry snake beneath me, her nails digging into my back as she arches up to press her body against mine. Her lust and love for me equals mine for her, and that has made chemistry explosive between us.Rolling over onto my back, I pull her on top of me and she's already a step ahead of me, knowing exactly what I want and need. Her body moves tantalizingly slowly on top of me, like she's savoring every inch, eve
Kyra POV"Wait here."He steps out of the truck and shuts the door before I can say anything. He saunters across the dirt parking lot to an old warehouse and bangs on a dented silver door with peeling paint. I'm not quite sure what we're doing here, but I have a bad feeling.Soon a man opens the door, and they begin to talk. Tor is doing a lot of pointing to the other side of the warehouse, and he looks pissed—furious, actually.The man is also getting visibly agitated, shaking his head and yelling. I can't hear what they're saying from where I'm parked, but it definitely doesn't look friendly.I sit in shocked silence when Tor grabs the man by the throat and literally drags him away from the door to around the side of the building, out of sight.Shit.My hand clutches the door handle until my knuckles hurt. I wanted to run out there and see what's going on, but he told me to stay here in his most serious voice—the one he uses when he expects me to listen, no questions asked.A few mi
TOR POV"Did you tell him yet?" I ask her softly.Her breathing is slow and even in the dim room next to me, but I know she's awake."Not yet."I turn on my side and prop my head up on my arm."You have to tell him, Em.""I know...I just don't want to hurt him. I don't think he'll understand."I re
Kyra POV"You have the most perfect ass," he whispers as the steam from the hot water drifts around us. His hand moves down between us and slides between my wet thighs, his fingers reaching forward to rub my clit, the water mixing with my own wetness."Do you want me?"His teeth graze the back of m
Kyra POV"Perfect timing. I just got here," he says when I let myself into his house, which is something he insists on. He hates when I knock.We kiss hello—a sweet, soft kiss on the lips—and we're both smiling as we do so. I still get butterflies when I see him, even though it’s been a few weeks s
Kyra POVI'm sitting in the old creaky chair in my office at the shop, trying to make some sense out of all the financial spreadsheets the accountant threw at me. I don't understand numbers. Or profit and loss. Neither did Pop, apparently. I mean, I know what it is, but I don't know how to fix it s







