DAMON
I led her inside, my hand hovering near the small of her back but not quite touching. I could feel the heat radiating off her skin even through her thin tank top, and it was taking every ounce of self-control not to pull her against me and tell her everything would be okay.
But I couldn't do that. Not yet.
She was a mess—Her shoulders were hunched, her arms wrapped around herself like she was trying to hold the pieces together, and f**k if that didn't make me want to wrap myself around her and shield her from everything.
We reached my room, and I pushed the door open quietly.
The sight that greeted us stopped us both in our tracks.
Kade was sprawled across my bed, still in the same clothes from last night, and curled up on his chest was Cade. The kid's small hand was fisted in
