the room. Neither of them needed the light of the moon, anyway. They knew each other’s bodies by heart.
Ethan paused by the last window, farthest from the couch, and turned the table lamp on, then swept his gaze over him. Slowly. Intently. Noah’s body responded to the visual inspection. So did Ethan’s. The bulge in his dress slacks spoke of his desire, but he didn’t close the distance between them. He leaned against the wall and crossed his arms over his chest. “I hadn’t expected to see you here.”
“I hadn’t planned to come.”
“Then why did you?”
Noah stared into Ethan’s pale eyes and couldn’t get his true reason out. “I missed you.”
Ethan closed his eyes on a long sigh. “I missed you too.”
“I thought to spend the night.” Noah waited until Ethan cracked his eyelids, peering at him from under his pale lashes. “It ended up being a lonely one.”
“You should’ve called.”
“Would I have been welcome?”
“Of course.” Ethan frowned. “You’re always welcome in my home.”
Noah braced his elbows on his knees. “What about in your bed?”
Ethan didn’t blink. Didn’t move. Didn’t say a damn thing.
The pregnant moment grew. Noah silently urged him to tell the truth. Not once had they lied to each other. If Hannah had caught Ethan’s attention or stirred his lust, they needed to discuss it. No matter what Hannah might be to Noah, nothing could come of it. For Ethan, though? She could be his future, one he didn’t have to hide.
Noah loved him enough to give him that. Hell, he’d give him his last breath if it brought him happiness.
Ethan rolled his neck, breaking the tense moment. “As you already pointed out, my bed was empty tonight. I was stuck playing babysitter for your cousin.”
A wave of guilt tightened Noah’s chest. After he’d watched Hannah drive away, so had he. He’d ended up at Ethan’s house, his thoughts a mess. “What happened to Quinn?”
Ethan raised a brow, and Noah caught his mistake. Ethan hadn’t mentioned which cousin. Noah had several in the Kagan pack.
A tic developed along Ethan’s jaw. “Didn’t he tell you?”
Caught. Noah inwardly cursed. “He called me, said he needed to talk. I never made it out to him. Something else came up. It left me distracted. I forgot about Quinn’s call.” He cursed. “I’m a damn ass. Tell me he’s okay.”
“I suppose.” Ethan shrugged. “He’s struggling with his wolf and his instincts.”
“What do you mean?”
Ethan undid the buttons on his white shirt. “Quinn’s set his sights on Maria.”
“Shit. She’s been spending a lot of time over there because of Alex.” They’d been covering for her so she could be with her lover too.
“Yeah, and Quinn knows her secret. He caught her with her human.”
Noah stood, hands balled into fists. “If that little shit hurt Maria’s lover, I’ll beat his sorry ass.”
Ethan focused on Noah’s arms. Noah didn’t need to look to see what drew Ethan’s attention. The wolf hairs pushing through Noah’s skin itched. He couldn’t help it. Love was a blessing, no matter where it was found or with who. Lovers and mates were meant to be treasured. There was no guarantee how long they’d be there to hold, and life without them sucked.
“Quinn didn’t touch him.” Ethan lifted his gaze. “At least not tonight, but Quinn wants her, and he won’t give up on what he considers his.”
Noah cursed. “Maria is going to need to announce her relationship with Alex or let him go.”
“She called me after she took off tonight. That’s where I was. She’s thinking of leaving.”
“What? Why? She told me she suspects Alex is her true mate.” The confession had come in the days after Nic had mated Riley. Maria had suspected it for a long time but had been afraid to let the thought take root.
Ethan slipped off his shirt and turned it inside out. Noah followed his odd movements, but it didn’t take much to guess the reason behind