Free The Magic in Your Touch by Sara Bell Page B

baby?”
     
“What about sex?”
     
“Does it scare you?”
     
“Maybe a little bit.”
    Brandon brought Nate’s hand up to his lips and kissed the palm. “How about if we keep it light until you’re ready? You’ll keep sleeping in the guestroom and we’ll confine all our physical activities to the ‘making out’ category.”
Brandon could almost see the tension ease out of him. “Thank you for understanding.”
     
“That doesn’t mean I’m going to be able to handle watching other guys make a play for you, Nate. I may be a jealous ass, but I’m afraid there’s not much I can do about it.”
     
“I don’t want anyone else, Bran. I hope you believe that.”
    They had just pulled back up to the doctor’s office. Brandon got out and met Nate over on the passenger side. “I believe you, Nate.” He looked down at his watch. “I should go. The driver of the eighteen wheeler that overturned last week is coming by to sign off on the accident report.” He leaned in and gave Nate another kiss, only this time his touch was gentle and unhurried. He was really starting to get into it when he heard a noise behind him and turned to see Amy standing there with a big grin on her face.
“Well, it’s about time. If Mike had waited a whole week to kiss me, I believe I would have taken matters into my own hands.”
     
“Do you tell her everything?”
     
Nate whispered “almost” in such a sexy voice that Brandon was tempted to kiss him again. When he saw the look of concern cross Nate’s face, he stopped.
     
Nate was watching Amy. “What’s wrong, girl? You look like somebody just peed in your sandbox.”
     
Amy shook her head. “Not exactly, but close enough. While you and Brandon were at lunch, you had a visitor. He’s in your office waiting for you. I came out here to give you a heads up.”
     
Without even thinking about it, Brandon moved his body in front of Nate’s in a gesture of protection. Nate grasped his hand like a lifeline.
     
“Who is it Amy?”
     
“It’s your brother, Nate. Seth is here to see you.”
     
Chapter 4
    When Nate thought back to that night six years ago when he’d ceased to be a brother and a son, he always pictured someone else, a man who existed in another lifetime. The new life he’d worked so hard to carve for himself offered a certain amount of insulation against the pain of his abandonment. Walking into that office and seeing Seth again would rip away all the layers of protection he’d built up. Nate wasn’t sure if he was ready to have his shell torn open again.
    Amy went back inside the office, but Nate just stood there, his mind refusing to tell his feet to move. He heard Brandon dial a number and tell the person on the other end to handle things at the Sheriff’s department for the rest of the afternoon. Then he felt a pair of iron-strong arms wrap around him and pull him close.
“Are you okay, sweetheart?”
     
“I don’t know. After all this time, what could he possibly have to say to me? Why now?”
    Brandon just shook his head and held him tighter. Nate wasn’t sure how long they stood there like that, but he was thankful he and Amy had a private parking spot where patients and passersby couldn’t see them. Within minutes, the warmth from Brandon’s body began to sink into his own, causing his muscles to relax and his head to clear. He was reluctant to break their embrace, but he knew he would have to face Seth sooner or later. He might as well get it over with. He pulled away and took Brandon’s hand.
“I think I’m ready now.”
     
“Are you sure?” “No, but I don’t have a whole lot of choice. Will you go in there with me?”
     
Brandon nodded. “If you want me to be there, then I’m there.”
     
“A few minutes ago, when you said I could consider myself off the market, did you mean that you consider us a couple now?”
     
“That’s how I see us.”
     
Nate pulled him towards the office. “Me, too.” He stopped before he