Free Brody's Vow (Colebrook Siblings Trilogy Book 1) by Kaylea Cross Page A

forward and cover his lips with hers, slowly savor the taste of him.
    Shocked by how much she was tempted to initiate something she knew she shouldn’t, she stepped back, needing distance between them. What the hell was wrong with her? She never let her guard down, never let her personal needs get in the way. She was literally on the run, in hiding, and should be one hundred percent focused on how she was going to get back to D.C. and out of the country undetected, not letting herself get sidetracked by physical desire.
    Brody lowered his hand, his gaze still locked with hers, filled with heated awareness that made her pulse trip. “Don’t worry about any of that right now. Go take that shower and then get some sleep. If trouble shows up here, believe me, we can handle it.”
    She shook her head, winced as her sore muscles grabbed. “I don’t want you to have to do that.” It wasn’t right. Brody was recovering from whatever had injured him, and his brother and father were going through their own hardships. They’d all been through too much already. She refused to add more to their burden.
    “I know, but if you leave now in this condition, you’ll be even more at risk.”
    He was right. Much as she hated to admit it, she was nowhere near ready to attempt to go back to D.C. and the threat waiting for her there. Without her documents, fake ID and credit cards, there was no way she was getting out of the country.
    “Give it another day or two,” he said again, and gave her a little smile. “For me.”
    She frowned at the last part. “Why would I do that?”
    He nodded. “Because now I’m involved, and I don’t want to see anything happen to you.”
    That made no sense, because he didn’t even know her, but it had sounded sincere. She didn’t know what to say.
    With that he headed outside, leaving her staring after him with an unsettling and powerful sense of longing unfurling inside her.

 
     
     
Chapter Six
     
     
    After a long, hot shower Trinity dressed and stepped out of the bathroom with a clearer head and almost groaned at the smell of bacon frying downstairs. She entered the kitchen and found Brody at the stove with his back to her, a tea towel draped over one broad shoulder.
    For just a moment she let her gaze travel up and down the length of him, let herself wonder what it would be like to sleep with him. Not that she’d ever indulge in that kind of fantasy, especially not while on the run, but still, the man had awoken something inside her, made her feel things that she hadn’t felt in a long time.
    It felt…magical to know she was still capable of it, even though she knew she had to suppress the urge.
    Brody looked over his shoulder at her, his lips curving in a welcoming smile that set off a series of flutters in the pit of her stomach. God, her body was suddenly acting like a crushed-out teenager around him. “Hungry?”
    “Starved.” Still sore but the shower and painkillers had helped. The urge to keep moving was strong, rooted in her from years of some of the toughest training on the planet, but Brody and his father were right; she needed more time to recover before heading out on her own. She was just grateful they were willing to let her stay under the circumstances. They were special people, to step up and help her at a time like this.
    She moved closer to the stove. Brody was frying up the bacon and there was already a pile of pancakes waiting on a plate next to him. Her stomach growled and her mouth watered. “I haven’t eaten bacon in forever,” she said, eyeing the sizzling strips in the pan longingly. All that salty, smoky, greasy awesomeness.
    “I don’t eat it much either, but it was in the fridge, so…”
    The farmhouse-style table only had two settings on it. The idea of sharing a meal with him, alone, felt incredibly intimate. “Are your dad and brother not joining us?”
    “Nah, they said they’re doing some work on the fences and won’t be back for a few hours.