Hagen, Lynn - Oliver's Heart [Brac Pack 6] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) Read Online Free PDF Page A

after the humiliation he caused?
    “Thanks, Paul,” someone said as more blankets were placed around his shivering body.
    “Let’s get him home.” Evan stood and carried Oliver to the waiting SUV. He crawled into the back, cradling Oliver close. Why was Evan being so protective? Oliver was too cold and exhausted to try and make sense of it. He laid his head against Evan’s chest as he tried in vain to soak up the wolf’s body heat.
    “Why, Oliver?” Evan whispered into his ear.
    “Kissing or jumping?” he joked quietly.
    Evan growled. “Both.”
    Oliver averted his gaze. Why did he? Couldn’t be a midlife crisis, he was only eighteen. He didn’t have an urge to now. Was it a momentary weakness? Why would he be weak?
    “I don’t know.” He shrugged as he looked back up at Evan, feelings of fondness seeping through his chest, but nothing more.
    “Are you attracted to me, Oliver?” Evan asked even lower. Loco was sitting in the driver’s seat.
    “Again, I don’t know.” Oliver curled up on Evan’s lap as question after question bombarded him in his mind.
    “Sleep, young one. Worry about it later.” Evan pulled the blankets tighter around him as the lull of the ride rocked Oliver to sleep.

    * * * *

    Micah ran through the foyer, pulling Oliver from Evan’s arms. “What happened?” He could feel his mate shaking and soaking wet.
    “He jumped into the water down at the marina,” Loco answered him.
    “Why the hell would he do that?” Micah pulled Oliver tight to his chest as he waited for someone to explain what was going on.
    “I honestly don’t know.” Murdock stepped up.
    Micah took the steps two at a time to get Oliver out of his wet clothes and warm liquid inside of him. He knew humans caught colds easily, and he didn’t want his mate sick. There were things like pneumonia and strep throat that could harm him. Oliver was young with a healthy immune system, but he didn’t want to chance anything.
    He took Oliver to his bed and pulled his sopping wet boots off, peeling away his drenched socks. Oliver seemed to be exhausted because he slept through it. Micah pulled Oliver’s arms out of his black pullover and gently slid it over his head. The thing weighed a ton soaking wet. He stopped for a moment, realizing this would be the first time he saw his mate naked.
    Micah had to push that thought away. This was about getting him warm as quickly as possible, wasn’t it?
    He removed the black T-shirt, and his breath caught. Micah stared down at the tattoo on Oliver’s chest. He ran his fingers over it, amazed at the sight of his name inked in a beautiful pattern. The clouds above the letters were surreal with a moon hiding halfway behind it. He leaned closer to discover that his name wasn’t drawn with lines but smaller words that formed the letters. Micah’s heart clenched when he saw that it was only one word repeated over and over again, love.
    His hands shook as he unsnapped the wet denim and pulled them down his legs. He was commando. Micah stared at his flaccid cock nestled against his thigh. Even in a dormant state, it was breathtaking. Oliver kept his hairs trimmed low which Micah thought was sexy as all hell. His own cock jumped at the sight and started filling. He pulled the jeans the rest of the way off and fought off the lust that seized him, grabbing the duvet and covering his mate. He called downstairs and asked someone to bring him hot broth and tea.
    Gathering the wet clothes, he dumped then in the laundry chute then returned to the bed. Oliver was a stunning young man. His brown hair was cut short with lighter highlights streaking through it. His face was angelic in sleep. The piercings seemed out of place on such a soft face. He liked them. They just didn’t seem to fit right now.
    His mate was trim and fit, standing six one. Micah always had trouble breathing when Oliver turned his crystal blue eyes on him.
    Oliver stirred, and Micah sat on the bed next to him, running his