Page 54 of Oracle Returns: Time will Stop

This was two lovers embraced as one, soothed the other with caresses and whispers in his ear. She knew it well, since Lucian did it for her all of the time.

Oh, boy.

Something happened.

She’d bet money on it.

One would expect more distance between them when one of them had lost their wife, but instead, there was even more closeness.

Shit.

They crossed the line.

She’d bet money on it.

Ridge’s voice was shaky as he explained what he’d dreamed about.

“She was making me a sandwich,” Ridge said. “She was sorry she died, and she told me that the voice wanted her to kill as many people as possible. She took herself out before it could make her do that. She was sad she didn’t get to say goodbye and talk to me beforehand.”

Lucian didn’t like any of this.

Had she not taken herself out first, the outcome would have been horrible. She’d been at home with Sophia and Jo. This could have been a bloodbath had Wynter not fought and done what she did.

“I’m sorry, Ridge, Baby,” he whispered. “I’m so sorry that you’re living through this. If I could save you from it, I would. I’d do anything to save you from this pain.”

The whole time, Bishop was watching, taking it in. It was clear that Lucian hadn’t realized what he’d said, but Bishop heard it.

Up to that point, she’d been his baby, and now…so was Ridge.

Yep.

Something definitely went on that she wasn’t aware of for both men to be THIS close.

Oh, and she knew it was in the static. They’d come out countless times and had to have contact like a knee or hand on the arm, but this…

This was full-on CONTACT. Ridge was PRESSED to Lucian’s body, including his lower-man region.

HER personal property.

“Lucian, this is my fault,” he whispered. “This is all my fault! I let her down! I didn’t save her.”

God.

This was painful to watch. It was tearing Ridge apart from the inside out.

As he held him, Lucian left a kiss to his temple. This was not his fault. This fell on the animal doing this. When they found him, Lucian didn’t think he’d need the Marines to handle it.

He was going to handle it.

Bishop watched the familiarity between them. Ridge’s arms were around Lucian’s waist, and his hands…

Were they on his ass?

WHAT?

Oh, Jesus H. Christ.

What had gone down?