Todos os capítulos de Her Craving, His Brother : Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

Briggs’ POVI catch it in the mirror before she says anything. Second turn, still there. Third…no change.Same car, same spacing.“They’re still behind us…” Lumi’s voice comes quiet, like she’s trying not to make it real.“I know.”Her breath hitches slightly. I don’t speed, and don't react the way most people would. Because this isn’t the kind of situation you outrun blindly. You read it.I shift lanes smoothly, no signal. The car behind adjusts immediately. That confirms it. I take the next turn without warning, sharp and country. The car jerks slightly, Lumi gasps softly as her shoulder hits the side. Then, a dull knock, her head. My jaw tightens instantly.“Shit—”I reach across without thinking, my hand coming up to the side of her head, fingers brushing lightly where she hit.“You okay?”She nods quickly, even though I can see the slight wince she’s trying to hide.“I’m fine.”I didn't pull my hand away immediately. I checked again, slower, and gentler this time.“You’re not fi

Lumi’s POV THE NEXT MORNING I turn again, that makes it the fourth time. The bed is too big, that’s the problem. King size, soft in a way that almost feels illegal. The kind of mattress that swallows you just enough to make you forget your own weight. I stretch my leg out, nothing. Still space.I roll again, dragging the sheets with me, half tangled in them now. I slept really well, I had expected to wake up every hour. This was different, the kind that makes you not want to wake up at all. I bury my face into the pillow, inhaling slightly. It still smells like him. That same clean, warm scentI exhale slowly.“Just five more minutes,” I mumble into the pillow.I roll again, fifth time. And that’s when I felt a burning stare. No, I’m not imagining it, someone is staring at me. My eyes snapped open, and I froze. There’s a man standing at the edge of the bed.No—not just any man. A very good-looking man, too good-looking. My heart jumps into my throat. He looks like Briggs, but di

Briggs’ POVBrianna comes in a few minutes later and engages her in a talk. She laughs too easily, but it doesn’t match her mood earlier. But she laughs anyway, soft, unaware. Like her body hasn’t caught up with what her mind is trying to ignore. I lean against the far wall, watching. Not obvious, or close enough to pull her attention. Just enough distance to see everything.The way she tucks her hair behind her ear when she’s thinking. The way her shoulders relax when she forgets she’s supposed to be tense. The way she glances toward the window every few minutes without realizing she’s doing it.She’s adapting fast, too fast for someone who should still be unsettled. Which means one thing: she’s very comfortable with me. Brianna says something, I don’t hear it. But Lumi smiles genuinely. And for a second, something in my chest shifts. Because that smile doesn’t belong in this situation, and I don’t like that something out there might take it away.The door opens, I don’t turn imme

Briggs’ POVShe doesn’t answer, but she doesn’t agree either. That’s the problem.Her eyes stay on mine—stubborn, heated, still carrying the edge from a second ago.She’s not backing down, and I’m not letting her walk into that alone. The silence stretches, then her phone rings sharply. We both look at it, an Unknown number.She answers. “…Hello?”I don’t move, I watch her instead. The way her expression shifts slowly, like something is settling into place.“…What do you mean?” she says.Her voice drops, more tighter. My jaw tightens slightly. She turns her face away from me, like she doesn’t want me reading it.Too late.“Who is this?” she asks.A pause, then silence. She lowers the phone, and when she looks back at me, the anger is replaced by something else. “They said I shouldn’t stay here.”That’s it, that’s all it takes. Something in me stills.“Give me the phone,” I say.She hesitates, then hands it over. I don’t check call logs, I don’t scroll. I just hold it for a second, t

Lumi POVMusic vibrates through my head the second we stepped inside. “I think this is a bad idea!” I yell over the noise.Brianna doesn’t even turn back. She just grabs my wrist and pulls me deeper into the club like she owns the place.“Relax!” she shouts. “You think too much!”I stumble slightly in the heels she got for me, catching myself as lights flash across the room—purple, blue, red—faces blending into shadows and movement.“I don’t even club like this!” I protest.“That’s exactly why you need it!” she throws back, finally turning to look at me.Her grin is wild, and somehow contagious. Before I can argue again, she shoves a drink into my hand.“Drink,” she says.“I just got here—”“Drink.”I sigh, then I drink. And immediately regret how easy that went down.Brianna watches me like she just proved a point.“See?” she says. “You’re alive.”“I was alive before,” I mutter.“Barely.”I roll my eyes, but I didn’t leave. Because the truth is i needed something. Something that did