Chapter 82

“It’s fine,” Brooke said to herself. “Just a little burn, small amount of pain, no biggie. You can do this, Brooklyn. Just take a deep breath, block out the pain. What pain? There’s no pain. It’s not going to hurt, it’s not. You’re going to be fine—”

Brooke gasped in surprise when Harry suddenly grabbed her and crashed his lips to hers, stopping her nervous babbling. “You were making me nervous,” he grumbled and kissed her again.

“I wouldn’t advise doing that to me,” Indianna whispered as Greyson walked up behind her. His hands were hot when he placed them on her waist.

“And why is that?”

“I’ll probably be sick in your mouth,” Indianna admitted, and even in her scared state, she managed to chuckle. Greyson rolled his eyes and kissed Indianna’s neck.

“I’m worried for Brooklyn,” he said softly.

“She’s strong,” Indianna said.<