Clay tried to imagine losing Baer or even Grey, and it made his heart ache. Already, he was attached to the men. They did, indeed, feel like brothers.
They finished packing the trunk and closed it. Dane took his hand as they walked toward the stairs. He stared at this man he’d come to love and made a silent vow to not put him through another heartache.
They had to win this time. They just had to.