Rhys POV
I almost groaned when Rhia pulled out of my arms, taking that sweet, addicting heat with her. I tightened my jaw in irritation.
Timing had never been my brother’s strong suit. But why now?
It wasn’t as though I hadn’t known Miles was nearby. I had noticed him earlier in the corridor, phone pressed to his ear, his posture as rigid as ever, like he was craft out of some stone. I had also seen him again when Rhia snapped at me. Her loud voice must have caught his attention, but none of that had mattered once she had been in my arms, her body warm and soft against mine, her breath uneven. I had completely forgotten about Miles and hadn’t realized how close he was until his voice shattered the moment.
“Miles.” Rhia’s voice came out hoarse, almost trembling.
And I had to lift my he
