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“You’re sure she’ll be all right?” Brick stared at her, the look on his face one of reverence. Of complete and total love.

“I won’t let her be anything else,” he replied arrogantly.

“I know,” Brick replied, to his surprise. “She fucking scared me. I thought . . . I thought I was going to lose her.”

The man that Xavier bet rarely let anyone see any sort of weakness, or what he likely saw as weakness, cracked.

His head dropped. His shoulders moved up and down. Xavier moved around to the other side of the bed.

“I know how you feel,” he said quietly, placing his hand on the other man’s shoulder as they stood there, side-by-side, looking down at the woman they both loved. “I know.”

They stood in silence for a long moment until Brick discreetly wiped at his eyes and turned away for a moment, taking in a deep breath. Xavier’s hand dropped to his side. “Fuck. I’ve been a fucking marine. I’ve seen shit that gave me nightmares for years. I’ve lost people I loved. I’ve been married to someone who betrayed me. I’ve nearly lost everything. And nothing, none of that comes close to the terror of nearly losing her.”

“But you didn’t,” Xavier told him quietly. “You saved her.”

Brick just shook his head for a moment. “It could have gone wrong. I could have been too slow. I didn’t check that she had her EpiPen before we left . . .”

“She always carries it,” Xavier reassured him. “I put two in each of her handbags. And you know they’re scattered throughout the house, right?”

Brick cleared his throat. “Yeah, I just . . . she’s so fucking precious to me.”

“To both of us.”

Brick nodded. “To both of us. I’m glad I have you with me in this, man.”

“We’ll take care of her. Together.”

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