Chapter 44

Beau

Bri drifted off after finally losing the battle with sleep she had been waging for hours. The boys packed up their instruments and headed home to bed. I looked over at her nestled into Wyatt's side. The lines of her face softened and relaxed with sleep. Her arm had bent and now rested over his across her middle, absent-minded fingers circling his wrist. Her legs curved over my lap and seemed to have tucked around my waist gripping me in place with her feet braced against the back of the swing's seat. Her ass snugly pressed into my side.

'Are we waking her?' I asked as we sat in the quiet of the night swaying on the swing bench. 'No, the more rest she gets the better, I'll carry her back,' he said before turning and scooping her up like nothing more than a coat. When he stood, I followed. I shook off the lack of feeling her warmth against me. I couldn't describe the feeling if I tried, something hallowing in my chest. Scowling, I grabbed the bag of empty wrappers the boys had demo