Riley watched quietly from the doorway as Valerie leaned over River in his bed."River Foster, you need to eat every last spoonful of this chicken soup if you want to get your strength back," Valerie said sternly, tapping her finger on the bowl. Her brows were furrowed with loving concern.River grimaced. "I am not a fucking child, Val. I am your older brother. You don't need to spoon feed me spoon.""If you are not a child, stop acting like one," Valerie said and nearly shoved the spoon into his mouth."God, Val. Did you just come here to bully me?" River asked. His voice had lost its edge. He was still weak from his fever.Valerie's face softened. She squeezed his shoulder. "I just worry about you, big brother. Someone's got to take care of you."As Riley observed the tender exchange, a lump formed in her throat. Memories of her own mother flooded her mind - the way Mama used to scold her to eat all her vegetables, the gentle hugs whenever Riley skinned her knee, the fierce protecti
The house was unnervingly quiet after Valerie left with the kids, leaving Riley alone with River’s guards silently watching her every move.She looked at one of the guards and flashed them a smile. “Are you intending to follow me everywhere?”“That’s the order,” the man said gruffly.Riley shrugged and headed toward the room where River was lying.She paused outside his door, hesitating. What if he was awake? Will he bark at her and order his guards to lock her up again? Or will he be more appreciative that she agreed to stay and take care of him?Hah…Riley didn’t see River as someone who’d be appreciative.Taking a deep breath, Riley pushed the door open and stepped inside. The room was dimly lit, the heavy curtains blocking out most of the afternoon light. River lay on the bed, his chest rising and falling in a shallow, uneven rhythm. His face was flushed with fever, beads of sweat clinging to his brow.Riley frowned. Why was it taking so long for his fever to get better? He wasn’t g
River was annoyed.He was supposed to be using Riley to punish Alexander, but here he was, bed-rested. And to make things worse, being taken care of by her.Ridiculous."I brought your medicine," Riley said as she held out a pill and a glass of water.River's first instinct was to lash out. The vicious, vengeful part of him wanted to snarl at her to get out. But another part, a deeper part he tried to deny, felt a flicker of relief at her presence.River eyed the medicine warily, his jaw tightening. He hated being dependent, hated showing any vulnerability, especially to her."I don't need it," he gritted out, trying to push himself up on shaky arms.Riley arched an eyebrow. "Really? Because from where I'm standing, it looks like you can barely sit up." Her voice was firm but held a note of wry amusement. "Now stop being stubborn and take your antibiotic. I'm not leaving until you do."River scoffed, his eyes narrowing as he fought against the weakness in his body. "Get out of my face
Riley anxiously fiddled with a loose thread on her shirt, her heart racing as she waited for River's response. His intense gaze was fixed on her, his lips pressed together in an unreadable expression. She had thought it would be better to be honest about her feelings, but now she second-guessed herself.Keeping her emotions bottled up was like a torture of its own. Ever since that unexpected kiss, she couldn't get him out of her mind.His touch, his scent, his voice - they all lingered in her thoughts like a sweet addiction. She had barely slept the night before, consumed by thoughts of him. And when she woke up this morning, she could hardly contain her excitement at the thought of seeing him again and being able to take care of him.Even when he was being grumpy and mean, she found herself wanting to kiss him again. The memory of his soft lips on hers made her pulse quicken and her cheeks flush with desire."You can't like me," he finally said. His voice sounded rough.She tilted her
River’s icy blue eyes bore into hers, dark with a tempest of emotions - fury, lust, pain. His breath was hot against her face as he growled, “Is this what you want, little girl? To play with fire and get burned?”“I’m not afraid of you,” Riley whispered defiantly, tilting her chin up. “And I’m not a child.”Something dangerous flashed in River’s gaze. In one swift motion, he flipped her over, pinning Riley beneath his hard body on the bed. She gasped at the sudden movement, heat pooling low in her belly as she felt every contour of his muscular frame.River’s hand slid up her thigh, rough and possessive. “You have no idea what you’re getting into,” he rasped against her ear. “I’ll ruin you.”Riley’s nails dug into his shoulders as a thrill raced through her. “Then ruin me,” she challenged breathlessly.With a low growl, River claimed her mouth in a bruising kiss, desire exploding between them. Riley kissed him back fiercely, pouring all her pent-up frustration and longing into the cla
River’s eyes widened at the threat. “Are you insane?” he growled, his fierce gaze locked on Riley’s mischievous face.“I might be,” Riley said, her smile unwavering as she held the spoon steadily in front of his pressed lips.For a long, tense moment, they stared each other down, neither willing to back off. River’s mind raced, trying to decide if she was bluffing or crazy enough to actually go through with it. The determined glint in her eye suggested the latter.Finally, with an exasperated huff, River opened his mouth, allowing Riley to guide the spoon inside. The warm, savory broth hit his tongue, and he had to admit, it tasted pretty good. Not that he’d ever tell her that.Riley’s triumphant grin only irked him further. “See, that wasn’t so hard, was it?” she cooed, already scooping up another spoonful.“I hate you,” River muttered, but there was no real venom in his words.“Aw, I hate you too,” Riley replied cheerfully, undeterred by his surly demeanor. “Now, open up for the cho
A heavy sigh escaped Valerie’s lips as she headed home with Antonio, filled with relief and a hint of sadness. “Oh, Antonio,” she whispered, “I am so glad Tiffany and Lucas get to be with their father again.”Antonio’s arms enveloped her in a strong embrace, his heartbeat steady and reassuring against her chest. “Me too,” he murmured, “But why do you sound so sad?”Tears welled up in Valerie’s eyes as she looked into his deep brown ones. “I guess I miss them already. I got used to having them around all the time,” she added softly.Antonio’s expression turned serious. “Yes, you are right. It will be strange not having them around. I did love how eventful the house was with Lucas running around.” He chuckled.Valerie smiled faintly at Antonio’s words, the sound of his chuckle warming her heart despite the lingering sadness. “Yes, it was chaotic, but it was a good kind of chaos. The kind that fills a house with life.”Antonio gently wiped away a tear that escaped down her cheek. “We’ll
Someone was shaking Riley. Her eyes snapped open, and she saw Lucas looming over her, his small hands insistent on her shoulders.“Riley, Riley, wake up!” His voice pierced the early morning stillness with a pitch that could only belong to a child who had discovered something marvelous.Blinking away the fog of unconsciousness, Riley propped herself on one elbow and peered up into Lucas’ face.“Lucas? What’s wrong?” she asked, her voice gravelly with sleep.“Pan-cakes!” he exclaimed. “You gotta come see! They are huge with strawberries on top this time!”Her pulse slowed down. It wasn’t an emergency—it was breakfast.Pancakes.A smile tugged at the corner of her mouth. “You are right. I should get up.”“Sorry, Riley. I wanted to let you sleep, but I couldn’t stop Lucas,” Tiffany said. She was standing by the door with a guilty expression on her face.“Come on, Riley!” Lucas tugged at her sleeve.Riley looked down at herself and hesitated. “I don’t know if this is appropriate for break