Under Your Scars (Under Your Scars, #1)

by Ariel N. Anderson

“I can’t believe you’d let me go without a goodbye kiss, angel.” My eyes fly open, and I go stiff in complete shock. Christian’s eyes are open. He’s smiling at me, with that same charming smile I fell in love with and those icy blue eyes full of life. “Daddy!” Caroline giggles, pulling out of my arms and receding into his. She lands on him with a thud and he grunts in pain. I can’t move. I can’t breathe. I can’t think. And then, all at once, that shock is replaced with pure, unfiltered relief. If he wasn’t in that bed with a bullet hole in his chest, I would have launched myself into his arms and squeezed him until it hurt. Instead, I choke out a garbled, ugly sob, hold his cheeks in my hands, and kiss him. “What took you so long?” Christian circles my wrist with his cold fingers. “I met Death.” I take my bottom lip in my teeth. “And?” Christian brushes a strand of hair back from my face, and looking deeply into my eyes, he whispers, “I told him to go fuck himself, because I’m not going anywhere without you.”