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“Now, multiply that times ten. That’s how much that man loves you,” she says. “Don’t beat yourself up over it.”
For me, Prescott is the only choice. He’s been there for me as long as I can remember, and his friendship and love never wavered.
AWWWWWWHHHHHH
“What? I get hard just fucking thinking about you,” he says,
“And then you show up at my office looking like this.”
“I’m not even wearing anything tight.” I roll my eyes, smiling as I pull away.
He gives me one of his sexy lopsided grins. “Do you not remember how you used to dress whe...
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He pulls me forward, pressing me to his face and licking between my legs.
Girl how
When we get to Liam and he sees us holding hands with smiles on our faces, he grins. “Finally.” He looks at my left hand, and I step closer to show off my ring. “Oh, trust me, I’ve seen the ring more times than I can count.”
“My brain would feel like you’re in one of those mirror things at a carnival, where you see yourself everywhere.”
He shrugs, still amused. “I’m just saying, all you’d find in there is yourself.” “And hockey,” I respond. “Yeah.” He nods in agreement. “But mostly you.”
“Why do you always set it on airplane mode?” Lach asks beside me. “Because that way, I only deal with people when I choose to.”
he wraps an arm around me and pulls me even closer.
“Lyla, listen to me,” Pres says interrupting. “If you told him everything that happened to you and showed him the pictures we took at the hospital, Lachlan will commit murder. I’m telling you right now, he will. He’ll kill him and end up in jail.”
“We’re getting married next Saturday in Chicago. Can you make it? I know it’s super last minute, but. . .” “Of course, I’ll be there,” he says before I can finish speaking.
“Will you walk me down the aisle?”
“Fuck.” He clears his throat. “Of course, I’ll walk you down the aisle.” “Thank you.” I smile.
My face is swollen and bruised, and my nose is broken since they were taken before they set it back to normal. The right side of my torso is covered in purple bruises from when he pushed me to the ground and stepped on me, and effectively broke one of my ribs. My arm is in a cast from the fall. That’s it, but then, how much more could he have done short of killing me? I’m completely unrecognizable.
My baby
When Lachlan looks at me, the sadness in his eyes breaks my heart.
“You were alone,” he whispers. “I was in the hospital hating you with everything I had, and you were going through this alone.” He swallows hard. “Fuck.” A second later, he punches the other side of the seat. “Fuck!”
I reach for his hand. “I wasn’t alone.” “I wasn’t there, Lyla.”
“Promise me you won’t kill him,” I say again. “I can’t,” he says quietly, his eyes troubled. “I’m not going to make you a promise I’m not sure I can keep.”
“I’m not telling you not to kick his ass,” I say. “I’m asking you not to kill him. To listen to me when I tell you to stop, and if I’m not there, to somehow keep it in your mind to stop.”
“I don’t know if I. . .” “If you kill him, they will arrest you. Even if we leave, they’ll arrest you. It doesn’t matter that you’re a billionaire’s son. They’ll arrest you,” I say.
“If you don’t stop before that happens, I will not go back to...
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His eyes darken. “I thought you said you were only going to threate...
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“We’re not married,” I raise an eyebrow. “I wouldn’t be divorcing you...
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“And I’d fucking find you,” he growls, closing the space between us. “I’d find you ag...
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“Not if you’re in jail,” I point out calmly. “If you’re in jail and I’m forced to go back to Rhodes and decide in a few years...
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He scoffs. “You love bei...
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“Yeah, but if you’re in jail for life, in a few years, I might want ...
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“Stop.” He shoots me a wa...
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“Maybe in a few years, I’ll want to have a husband and some little kids running...
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“Stop stop stop, jesus fucking christ stop. I won’t kill him. I’ll stop when you tell me to, just shut the ...
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“Don’t ever put those thoughts in my head again,” he says through gritted teeth.
“Don’t ever make me,” I respond with narrowed eyes.
“Every time I think I have you, you one-up me somehow,” he says, eyes dancing, even though he’s still a little angry. “One of these days, Lyla James. . .”
He moves toward me again, takes off my seatbelt, and pulls me onto his lap. He kisses me. A long, soft kiss, and when he pulls away, he holds me closer.
don’t know if there’s something that goes beyond love, but whatever it is, that’s what I feel for you,” he says, his breath on my forehead. I snuggle into him deeper and relish the moment.
“Hey, Lach....
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“If we get into a car accident and the car flips over and lands at the bottom of a cliff, you know we’ll both die, right?” I ask. He pulls back to study my face as I continue. “Or we’ll...
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“Lyla James.” “What?” “Stop talking.” He kisses me again and makes me forget ...
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She says I’m crazy, and maybe I am, but I’m fucking terrified of this woman. Whether she knows it or not, she holds my heart — my life — in her hands.
It’s going to take everything in me not to charge at him when I see him. Not because he screwed me over, but because of the horrifying things he did to Lyla.
His obsession with her is really fucking with me. That may be hypocritical of me, considering, but we’re completely different.
He’d rather kill her than let anyone else have her. I’d rather die than live in a...
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the thought of not seeing her every day doesn’t sit well with me. Away games are one thing, and even that’s going to suck, but I want to come home to her. Even if just to watch her do simple shit like this.
“This is very domestic of you.” She glances over from the closet. “Don’t get too comfortable. You’ll be doing the laundry.” “I don’t mind doing laundry.” I grin,
She feels so damn good in my arms. So perfect. I'm not sure if I'll ever get used to the fact that she's officially mine forever, but I look forward to showing her how much I love her every fucking day.
“I’m scared.” She closes them and sets her forehead against mine. I sigh heavily and sit up, wrapping my arms around her. “I know, baby.”
I can’t remember the last time I prayed. I gave up on faith a long time ago, but the fact that I got lucky enough to land this woman twice, really makes me question my belief system. I know I don’t deserve her. No one does, though, so if someone is going to have her, it’s going to be me.
