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head to glare at him.
My mind instantly stills when I see the completely open expression of happiness on his face.
His cheeks are still flushed, his eyes are boring into mine, and his mouth is tipped up in a smile so
shocking that my breath catches.
Yeah, angel, I am.
He pulls out slowly, his eyes never leaving mine, before pushing back in. He holds my gaze
his smile more of a smirk now and gradually builds me back up. It doesn t take long before his
thrusts are coming quicker and his veins are throbbing in his neck. I throw my head back and scream
loud and long when he hits that perfect spot deep inside me that has me coming hard against his dick.
He gives me a few good thrusts before he comes on a roar.
His fingers move from my hips and caress my back on a lazy trail up my spine. When he hits
my shoulders, his hand curls in and pulls me up until my back is flush with his chest. The light
spattering of hair there sends a violent shiver through my body. I feel his groan rumble against my
back at my slight movement. His free hand comes up, cups my jaw, and turns my head so that our
lips are just a breath away.
Holding my eyes hostage, he gives me a short kiss before pulling back. I m sorry, he
whispers. When he pulls out of my body, his fingers once again fall down my spine as he walks out
of the kitchen.
Leaving me to wonder what in the hell just happened.
Chapter 14 Maddox
It s been two days since we came together in anger.
I immediately gave her some weak-ass apology and kept my distance while I tried to figure
out why I d demanded her love. I don t even know what had come over me. I know how she feels.
She s made no secret of it for the longest time. The words were on the tip of my tongue to return her
love& but my fear kept me from speaking. So I took the space I needed to get my head together. That
night with some unspoken truce I decided to give in and see what happens.
To let her in and the blessed promise that her love provides.
She asked me to teach her how to shoot, to help her learn how to handle firearms the night
after our kitchen sex. She expressed the helplessness she felt when she didn t have the means to
protect herself and that, if she were ever in that position again, she wanted to be prepared.
I ll teach you, Em, but mark my words you ll never be in a position like that again.
You can t promise me that. You aren t going to be with me every second of my life, she
deadpanned.
I heard what she wasn t saying. She was hesitant to believe that I m trying. I don t blame
her. Hell, I wouldn t trust me easily either.
I damn sure can.
All right, big boy. Let s not argue the semantics here. Will you teach me?
Yeah, babe. I ll teach you.
That afternoon was one of the best in my life. She was nervous at first, but she s a natural, so
it didn t take long to get her on a roll. We joked with each other and enjoyed being in the moment.
The heaviness that usually swallows us whole was absent, and even with knowing that we have no
control over the unknown, there wasn t a thing that could ruin the day.
The following week, we spend our days in the backfield shooting the targets Devon has lined
up. His collection of firearms is vast and Emmy never tires.
And our nights are spent getting lost in each other.
**
I went back to my apartment a week ago and got Cat for Emmy. My thoughts were that she
would help Emmy want to go home. We ve been here for a little over a month now, and even though I
would probably be content spending the rest of my life in this weird bubble we ve created, I know
it s not fair to her. She deserves a life, and now that she s starting to become stronger as a person, I
know it s time to talk about going home.
The one thing we ve been avoiding is talking about my past. She s told me more about the
hell she grew up in. I had to fight myself in wanting to drive back down to Florida and make some
heads roll. I can t believe how strong she is, and she s told me over and over that it wouldn t change
anything to go back.
One step forward. That s what she keeps telling me. I want to smile, to accept it and let my
past go, but I have to wonder if, with each step forward, we aren t really taking ten back. And that is
because I still haven t let her in completely.
Tell her about your family! My mind has been screaming the same thing over and over to me
since that morning in the kitchen. And for the first time in years, I m considering opening up the hell I
grew up in and letting her see all of my broken soul. I ve battled back and forth with whether just
telling her could dampen some of the innocence she still has.
I let myself remember the night before and the nightmare that gave me the push I needed in the
right direction. The direction that will take me away from her.
Once again, I was stuck back in the blast zone, pulling what should have been Morris but it
was Emmy. I was able to crawl back from that nightmare only to have a new one take its place. One
that put Emmy in the reach of my family. In the dream, I saw her look at me with so much anger and
pain because I had ruined her life. I can t even remember the words she was screaming all I knew
was that I had done that to her. And before I was able to pull myself out of the dream, I saw Emmy,
my angel, dying at her own hands because she couldn t take the darkness in my soul.
What s on your mind? Emmy asks as she plops down on the couch with Cat in her arms.
She lazily strokes her fur and waits for me to answer.
Her stunning smile makes my chest hurt. I give her a glance before looking back down at my
iPad. I m trying desperately to forget the images that were just in my mind. Trying to harden my heart
over what I know will be the final blow to her love.
There s some stuff going on back home that we need to get back for, Em.
What kind of stuff? she inquires. She didn t shoot it down, so that s a plus.
Asher. He s been investigating the man who held the strings in Coop s murder. Without
letting any of us in. He s in deep, babe. Deep enough that we need to decide how this plays out and
quick.
Holy shit, she whispers.
Yeah, that about sums it up. They called a meeting and I need to be there. I would really
like you to come back with me. You need to come home and let your friends love you.
Let my friends love me? she questions sarcastically.
Yeah, Em.
And what about you?
I can t give you that, Em. I m not even sure I know how.
You really, truly believe that, huh? She laughs and lets Cat jump from her lap. Even the cat
gives me a look of disgust.
It isn t that I believe it without proof. It s all I ve known, Em. The only thing that I know of
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