Brady leaned against the wall in the upstairs hallway outside Kaida's bedroom and waited for her to finish up in the bathroom. His brothers had gone home to try and sleep off what remained of the night, but he couldn't make himself leave her. The moment he'd tried, an all-consuming panic took hold and, sensing it, Ceara had invited him to stay.

For as long as he could remember, he'd cared about Kaida. Whether a figment contrived in dreams or a fantasy born from loneliness, it ...