shouldn’t have to live like this. He was taking a look at the hot water heater himself before he left town. He dressed and headed down the hall, tripping over Boss, who yowled his feelings on the matter and vanished under the couch. Brady sighed and dropped to his knees, bending low to peer into two pissed-off glowing eyes. “Well, you can’t run in front of me, dammit.”
“Arf.”
“Stop it,” Brady told the dog, who was trying to lick his face. “You’re not helping. Boss, out now.”
Nothing but daggers coming his way.
“Nice view.”
Brady straightened and met the amused eyes of Lilah as she came in the front door. She was carrying two coffees and a donut bag, and right then and there, he fell in love. “If you tell me you have a chocolate-frosted,” he said with great feeling, “I’ll give you my life’s savings and anything else you want.”
“What if I brought something healthy, like a wheat-grain muffin.”
“Then forget the life savings.”
She laughed. “What if all I want is a repeat of last night?”
He grinned. “Then I’d say you’re easy.”
“When it comes to you, anyway.” She set the bag and coffees on the counter. “Enjoy.”
“Wait a minute,” he said as she started out the door again. “Where are you going?”
“It’s this little thing called work.”
“You can’t just show up and go.”
“Sure I can. Watch me.” She pulled open the door, then looked back. “But thanks for last night.”
“Oh no you don’t.” He snagged Boss by the scruff of the neck and dragged him from beneath the couch, cradling the pissed-off kitten to his chest. Then he grabbed Lilah, too. “Thanks for last night?” he repeated, suddenly feeling a little pissed off and not sure why. “What exactly is it you’re thanking me for, Lilah?”
She opened her mouth, but his cell phone rang. Ignoring it, he kept hold of her and reeled her in closer. And because he was also pretty fucking pathetic, he pressed his face into the curve of her neck and breathed her in. “You smell so damn good you’re making me hungry.” He licked her throat and felt her shiver.
“New lotion,” she said. “Mango peach. Aren’t you going to answer that?” she asked of his phone.
“No.”
“It might be important.”
At the moment he couldn’t think of anything more important than making her respond to his question, but the moment had passed and she was looking at him as if he’d lost his marbles.
And it was entirely possible that he had. Swearing, he let go of her, yanked his cell phone out of his pocket and glanced at the screen. “It’s work.”
“Dell or Adam need a pilot?”
“No. Tony.”
“Oh,” she exhaled, taking a step back. “He’s calling because-”
“Because it’s been a month, which is what I said I needed. He’s been calling me every day for a week telling me to get my ass back to work.”
“You’re leaving.”
“I should have already left, Lilah.”
She swallowed. “When?”
“Like I said, he wanted me yesterday.”
“When, Brady?”
“Today or tomorrow maybe. Depends on what he says.”
She nodded. “I see.”
Yeah, except she couldn’t. She couldn’t possibly see, not when he couldn’t. And he honestly couldn’t see how the hell he was supposed to go. He answered his phone with a terse “Miller” and watched as Lilah grabbed one of the coffees and walked out of the cabin.
Lilah entered the kennels, made her way through the rooms to her office and stopped before sitting at her desk.
No.
Not where she wanted to be. She swiveled and walked out the door again and alongside the back of the building, where no one could see her. Slowly she slid down the wall, giving in to her weak knees.
Brady was leaving.
She could still see him coming out of her bedroom wearing only a pair of jeans that molded his sculpted legs to perfection and cradled her favorite part of his anatomy, a part that had never failed to deliver on its promise. His feet had been bare, his chest, too, and just looking at him laid her heart bare as well. He’d looked as if he’d belonged there in her place. Just as he’d made himself at home in her heart.
And he was leaving.
His month was up and now work was calling him. She’d known he’d already turned a few jobs down over the past few weeks, but she’d also known that he wouldn’t do that forever.
Maybe he was even packing at this very moment.
She heard a car drive up and, realizing she had tears on her face, rose. Dammit. Swiping at them, she headed back inside, where she got busy fast with the usual drop-offs, feedings, walking, and general care of the animals, not to mention the dreaded paperwork.
At lunchtime Cruz showed up, tanned and rested from a week on Maui with friends. They caught up with each other, and Lilah showed off her new scar from being shot. Cruz was suitably horrified and impressed.
Later, when she was off shift, Lilah made her way to Belle Haven for a late lunch with Jade, walking in the back door before remembering that Jade had taken today off to visit an old friend. Redirecting, she turned around to leave and passed Dell’s office.
He was behind his desk on the phone, looking his usual easygoing self, even though his other phone was ringing off the hook and the sounds from the waiting room and patient rooms related more to a mob scene than a veterinarian’s office.
That’s when she remembered that Adam was gone, too. He’d left last night for a trip back east to an S &R conference. “Need help?” she asked.
Dell nodded in relief and pointed to the waiting room.
She walked into chaos. There were dogs and cats, several birds, and a lamb. None were particularly calm, and neither were the humans that went with the pets.
Brady stood behind the reception desk, scowling darkly at the computer as if he were considering tossing it out the window. Which was undoubtedly why everyone waiting was giving the front desk-and him-a wide berth.
It didn’t surprise Lilah that he’d obviously stepped in to help. Or that he’d worked as hard as he had from the moment he’d arrived in Sunshine doing whatever was needed or asked of him. Because for as big and tough as he was, he’d pretty much dedicated his entire life to others’ safety and/or well-being.
What did surprise her was how well he fit in. With the town, with Adam and Dell. With her. For all that he wanted to be the lone wolf, he’d made sure to have their backs, all of them. He had a real bond here, one that she knew startled him.
And made him uncomfortable.
Well, it startled her, too. But it didn’t make her uncomfortable. It made her feel good, feel connected. It made her feel happy.
That would change, very soon, when he left. And yes, she’d known this day would come, but she wasn’t ready. And worse, she didn’t think she ever would be.
How scary was that? The room was so noisy she had to come up very close to him to be heard. “Problem?” she asked in his ear.
He barely looked at her. “What makes you think that? The fact that my head is spinning around and around, or that there’s twelve people in the waiting room here for the same appointment block and only one doctor?”
“Ah. A scheduling snafu.”
“That, or someone’s messing with me.” He gave her a second, longer look, eyes narrowed and dark. Very dark. “It’s not you, is it?”
