Chapter 58

** Paige’s POV ** Remy is the first to stir, rolling onto his side, propping himself up on one elbow so he can look at me. His face is flushed, damp with sweat, but his eyes are softer than I’ve ever seen them. I can feel him through the bond, all tangled hunger and tenderness, and it makes my throat tighten. “I tried so hard to stay away,” he admits quietly, brushing a strand of hair from my face with shaking fingers. “Thought it would keep you safer. But all it did was tear me apart.” I cup his cheek. “I don’t want distance, Remy. I want you. All of you. Even when it’s messy.” His lips part, his eyes burning, and before he can answer, Callen lets out a low, satisfied sigh beside me. He drapes a strong arm around my waist, tugging me against his chest, sandwiching me between them. “Finally,” he mutters, pressing a kiss to the top of my head. “It feels like I’ve been waiting forever for him to pull his head out of his ass.” Remy shoots him a glare. “You set me up.” Callen smirks, utter