Protecting Mr. Fine (The Billionaire Brotherhood, #4)

by Lucy Lennox

You’re exhausted, Zane Michael, and I declare it’s nap time for silly boys.” She finished with a tease, using a phrase I hadn’t heard in a million years. “Now, git. You can come back down when it’s time for supper.”

“I’m not much of a people person, Zane,” he’d said. “The thought of those crowds makes my stomach feel like it might sneak outta my ass without warning.”

“You want me to sit in the hall?” I groaned. No, I thought, I want you to wrap your arms around me like you did last night and remind me that I’m an actual human being, not a walking ATM and sales tool. Make me feel like me again.

The idea that Zane had never fully shared his body with another man made something inside of me tip off-center and thump around wildly like a washing machine with a broken belt.

“Tell me things won’t change when we leave here, Bear.” My stomach tightened with anxiety. We both knew I couldn’t make that false promise, so instead of speaking, I kissed him. And tried to make real promises without saying a word.

Zane met my eyes. “Do you think I need to be wrapped in bubble wrap, Bear? Is that what I have a personal security person for?” I clenched my jaw to keep from snapping at him. Yes, yes you need to be wrapped in bubble wrap. Because you’re a precious fucking treasure. I’d do anything to keep you safe.

“I’m so in love with you I can’t breathe. If something happens to you, my life will simply… stop. I can’t… I can’t let anything happen to you, Z. You’re…” His lips were wide with a smile, and his eyes were wet. “I’m your honey.”

“You’re my honey. And you’re officially not allowed to listen to any more bear fact podcasts.” “I love you, too,” he said, still grinning wide.