able to put any weight on the leg for a bit.”
She frowned and picked up the cup from the tray, attempting to hide the concern slicing through her.
“What’s wrong?” he asked, sitting down in a chair he pulled to the side of the bed.
“Nothing.”
“I may not know you very well, but you can’t keep the emotions running through you out of your eyes. They are very expressive.”
“Thanks. I think.”
A warm chuckle left his lips. “You’re welcome. Now quit stalling.”
“I can’t stay here forever, Brett. I have to go back home and face my husband.”
“You don’t have to go anywhere for now, Whitney. Our hospitality is open to you for however long you need it. No strings attached.”
No strings. What I wouldn’t give to have a no-expectations type of relationship with a man. I should have listened to my head with Eric and not my heart. I wouldn’t be in this predicament if I had.
“Do you want to tell me about Eric?”
Sticking a forkful of egg in her mouth, she contemplated how much to tell the disturbing to her mind and heart, man sitting next to her. Having Brett and Ryan wanting to take care of her made her feel all warm and fuzzy, but she also had to deal with this unmistakable attraction she felt for both of them.
Do I want him to know the whole sordid tale? It might be good to talk about it.
“Eric and I had been having problems over the last year. I’ve wasn’t sure until recently, but I suspected he’d been having an affair. He’s an attorney in my father’s law firm, and I thought it was one of the women in the office, but I’m not sure now. Eric told me he had to kill me so he could be with Mallory. She’s my best friend.”
“Damn.”
“Yeah. Anyway, I found some text messages on his cell. When I confronted him, he denied it, of course. He suggested we come up here for a few days to try to work things out. We’d always enjoyed rock climbing and hiking, so we went out into the canyon. We’d hiked a little ways down the trail, and I stopped to look over a ledge. The next thing I knew, I was falling headfirst down the embankment.”
Brett picked up her hand and laid it between his warm palms. “Ryan and I won’t let anything happen to you. You’re safe here.”
She smiled. “I know. You two have been my saviors. Too bad I couldn’t have met one of you before I married, Eric.”
His gaze dropped to their hands. “What are you going to do about him?”
“What do you mean?”
“Are you going to file for divorce?”
Capturing her lip between her teeth, she contemplated his question. Divorce? When I married Eric, I never thought we’d get to this point.
“Whit?”
Their gaze met, and she sucked in a ragged breath. Both Brett and Ryan made her feel safe, protected and cared about. If she had been honest with herself over the last year, she would have realized she hadn’t been in love with Eric for a long time.
“Yeah.”
“Good.”
“Why?”
A smile spread across his face, and a shiver rolled down her back.
“You’re an amazing, beautiful woman, and I wouldn’t mind getting to know you better.”
What about Ryan? I could never choose between them.
Tugging her hand out of his grasp, she said, “That wouldn’t be fair to Ryan.”
“Let me tell you something about me and Ryan.” He sat back against the chair. “We are first cousins and very close, which is why he lives here with me. I would never allow any of my other family to do that. He’s more like a brother than a cousin. We grew up together since our mothers are twins.”
“I understand.”
“No, you don’t. Let me finish.”
“All right.”
“There have been times over the years that we have shared a woman or two.”
“You mean you went out with the same girl?”
“No, I mean shared.”
Rolling around the information in her mind, she gasped when it finally dawned on her what he meant. “You slept with the same woman?”
“Yes. Together, Whitney. At the same time.”
Her