Nate sees his best friend struggling, not his King, not his Alpha. He thinks about what to say while he carefully tosses the salad to mix it all together. After a minute of silence he sighs,
“I agree, she’s the first woman to make me blush. Not even my wife has managed that. I’ve been embarrassed, sure, but a full-on blush? Never, before this morning.” George looks at him, raising an eyebrow, Nate laughs. “I have Lara and the girls at home, and Celine’s more of a sister. I’d die for her, even kill for her. But she’s family, Gods, it’s less than twenty-four hours since we met and I have a sister.” George nods slowly,
“I know what you mean.” His voice is strained. They’re speaking quietly, and watch together as Celine stretches in her sleep. Nate can see George’s need to be near her fighti
