Bella
I was shaking with a heady mixture of fear and anticipation. Wyatt’s beautiful blue eyes glimmered with unshed tears as he stared at me in disbelief. He grasped my face in his hands. “Thank you, Bella.” He closed his eyes for a moment. “Thank you for trusting me.”
He handled me gently, turning me over onto my back. I thought Byron would leave the room, but he didn’t. He arranged himself against the headboard and cradled my head in his lap. His presence only made me feel that much safer and that much more cared for. He stroked my hair gently out of my face and smiled at me encouragingly. If he was angry that I chose his brother, there was no indication.
Wyatt moved over me, his strong arms supporting his body so that he didn’t crush me under his weight. His lips moved
