In His Brother’s Arms
I hugged my arm to my chest, the skin still burning where his fingers had dug in.
Then Aaron’s voice broke the silence. His voice came out lower and softer this time. “Let me see.”
I looked up. He was standing close now, his eyes not on my face but on the arm I cradled. Slowly, carefully, like he was afraid I might shatter, he reached for me.
I let him.
His thumb brushed over the reddened skin, his touch gentle but firm. His jaw tightened, and for a second I swore I saw anger flicker in his eyes; not the wild, reckless kind Justin had shown, but something controlled and dangerous in its own right.
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