Brendan stood to his feet, prepared to follow Christy out, when he felt intense, angry eyes on his back. Ah, Christy’s mate.
“Can I help you?” He asked, pointedly, wanting to get to the point, so that he could check on Christy. He could feel her pain overwhelming him. And he still wanted to talk to her about what had happened back in Florida at the hotel.
“I understand that you’re Christy’s brother, but you’ve been out of her life a long time.” Vlad started off.
“I’m more than her brother.” Brendan cut in, watching as the man’s eyes narrowed at him. “I’m her other half.”
“What?” The big Russian’s words were nearly a growl. Brendan nearly grinned at the possessiveness he heard there. Good.
“She’s not just my sister, but my other half. You seem to have been around long enough to know
