Chapter 339
Vivienne
I hug my brother so tight he wheezes.
"Thank you. Thank you. Thank you." I press my face into his shoulder, breathe in the familiar scent of home. Safety. Him.
"I can't believe I'm doing this." He's watching the dock, the rows of expensive yachts glittering in the afternoon light, like he's waiting for someone to jump out and arrest us both. "I can't believe you have me doing this."
"I love you." I pull back, grin at him. "You're my favorite brother."
"I'm your only brother."
"Still counts."
He groans, dragging a hand down his face. "I can't believe you have me helping you sneak out to see your lover. Across the country." He looks at the boats, then at me.
"Who is this bastard anyway, that has us doing something so risky?"
"You'll see."
"I'm going to need therapy after this."
"I'll pay for it."
He makes a sound that might be a laugh or a sob. I don't care. Because she's here. Somewhere on this dock, on one of these boats, waiting for me.
