The Perfect Fit

I glance up and down the crowded sidewalk one last time before I step out of the hotel. I’ve had that creepy feeling of being watched all morning, but it must be in my head. Nobody knows about Nico. Hell, nobody knows who I really am, and the fact that I’m still breathing is proof enough of that.

This is the second time I’ve met with Nico in as many months, and as much as I adore seeing my brother, I feel so guilty lying to the guys about him. I’m just not sure if I can tell them yet. Our three months are almost up. I have no idea what happens next, and I’m too scared to ask about it. Although what we share feels like it’s gone far beyond our original agreement, what if it isn’t?’ What if they fall in love with every single woman they do this with?

“Marshmallow?” The voice stops me in my tracks.

I spin around and my heart almost stops beating at the sight of his familiar face. It’s dangerous and reckless, but instinct makes me run to him. I throw my arms around his neck. “Doc?”

He wraps his arms around me, and I bury my face against his shoulder, stifling a sob at the memories that are invoked by seeing him after all these years. He guides me to a nearby doorway, out of view from the street.

A sudden wave of panic makes my knees buckle. “What are you doing here? Is he here?”

“Relax, Marshmallow. He’s back in Vegas. I’m here with Nico. Just making sure things go smoothly. It’s so good to see you. You look great.” He tousles my curls. “I like your hair like this. It’s just like your mom’s.”

My cheeks heat. “It’s good to see you too.”

He steps out and glances at the street, then back at me. “I should really get moving. This is too dangerous. I’m sorry, but I saw you and …” His eyes turn glossy with unshed tears.

“I’m glad I saw you.” I pull him in for one last hug. “Take good care of Nico, won’t you?”

“Always, Marshmallow. You take good care of yourself. Remember that right hook I taught you?”

“Sure do.”

He swallows like he wants to say more but can’t. “Bye, kid.”

“Bye.” I watch him walk out of the shadows and back onto the street, taking a piece of my heart with him. But staying apart is the only way we all get to stay alive.