Walk Through Fire (Chaos, #4)

by Kristen Ashley

I was stuck in a rut. Stuck in a rut that began twenty years ago on the front stoop of the row house I shared with Logan, watching him walk away because I’d sent him away. Walk through fire.

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High. That was right. I’d forgotten. Logan had become High when he’d officially become Chaos. The joke was his name had been shortened by his parents to the nickname Low. But he liked to smoke back then and not only cigarettes, so he’d become High.

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To my parents’ dismay and his parents’ delight, we’d moved in with each other within six weeks of meeting. We fought and every single time we did it, we ended it laughing like what we were fighting about was ridiculous because, mostly, it was. We were together for three years that felt like fifty-three, all of them blissfully happy. Then that time felt like three days the minute he walked away from me because I made him do it.

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“I can walk, Snooks.” Logan felt his lips curve up. Snooks. The boys called him High. Millie didn’t call him High. She called him Logan, Low, and Snooks when they were in company and when they weren’t. But she called him Snook’ums when no one was around. It was goofy and it was cute and it was all Millie. He loved it.

💜I love every time she calls him Snooks.

“I love you,” he declared. “Loved you then. Love you now. Never quit lovin’ you in a way I know I never will. You were it for me, the only one, the only woman I ever loved, and you never quit bein’ it. So I think you can get how I cannot find words to explain how fuckin’ pleased I am that you’re back.”

My heart!

“Never, Millie, don’t you ever hide or feel ashamed of the emotion you have for me, for us, for what we lost, for all we got back. Don’t ever do that. All a’ this is gonna be pain right along with pleasure. That is, until we work through the pain and got nothin’ but the good left over. And I swear to you, fuckin’ swear, I’ll get us there.”

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“You’re unbelievably happy?” “Baby, are you back?” Oh God. “Yes,” I whispered. “Millie, I was given one good thing in my life, the family I was born into. I found one good thing, my Club. I made two good things, my babies. But in all my life, I only earned one good thing. That’s you.”

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