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They reached her door and she leaned over to put the code into the keypad.
“Juliet, are you sure?” he asked, turning her face to his. “I can get someone else here to stay with you if you don’t want me. What I can’t do is leave you on your own.”
She wiggled in his arms and he set her down, holding onto her hips. He was always so careful with her. Yet, at the same time, he was the first person in so long to treat her as though she wasn’t some delicate mess.
She was sure that was how Xavier saw her. This mess he had to keep cleaning up.
Don’t think about him. That’s not fair to Brick.
Guilt filled her and she turned towards her door, pushing it open.
Something niggled in the back of her mind. Some reason she hadn’t wanted Brick in here.
But that wouldn’t come to her. Because she’d just remembered that she wanted to try flying. She was certain she had a cape in here somewhere. Stumbling forward, she sat on her beanbag with a plop and tugged off her shoes. Then she crawled over to her costumes space. Reuben had bought her this large mirror that had lights around it. It looked like it had come out of some old-school Hollywood dressing room.
Hell, maybe it had.
There was a make-up table in front of it with play make-up. Next to it was a spacious wardrobe filled with play outfits. She found a superhero cape after about a minute of looking and attempted to tie it around her neck.
“Duchess?” Brick asked in a low, quiet voice.
Oh. How had she forgotten he was there? Whoopsie! She spun around then held the cape out to him. She shook it when he didn’t immediately take it.
“You want me to put the cape on you?” he asked her.
She nodded.
“Juliet, you sure you want me in here with you?”
Why did he keep asking that? And why wasn’t he putting the cape on her already? She pointed at the cape then at her neck.
“All right. Why do you want the cape on?” he asked as he tied it. As soon as it was on, she put her arms out and started to run around the room. “You want to fly?”
There was something in his voice that she couldn’t work out. She gave him a thumbs-up.
“You know you can’t actually fly, right? You’re just pretending.”
Hm, but was she? Or could she fly, but she simply hadn’t accessed the part of her mind that would let her do that?
She raced to the double doors that led to the patio and unlatched them.
“No.”
Suddenly, Brick was there, reaching across her to lock the doors.
She glared up at him.
Crossing his arms over his chest, he gave her a firm look. “No.”
She stomped her foot.
“Still no.”
What a party-pooper. Maybe it was a bad idea to have him here. He was cute, though. In a really masculine, sexy way.
And the way he filled out a pair of jeans? Hallelujah. She wondered if he’d let her squeeze his butt again.
“Why do you look like you want to eat me?” he murmured. “Duchess, it’s time for bed.”
