Chasing Love (Dark Love, #1)

by Kat T. Masen

He was my first love. Shattered me, then left without a goodbye. Eight years have passed, and now he’s back. But, I’m engaged. And he will do anything to make sure I’m his... again.

GENTLEMEN START YOUR ENGINES!!!🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️

“He’s the most beautiful man you’ll ever see. His soul will capture you but don’t be fooled, Mi Corazon. He’ll use all his powers to draw you in when there’s nothing left to do but take the one thing you’ve been holding on to.” It was past my bedtime, but I couldn’t sleep. A storm was rolling in, and the thunder was getting louder. I pulled the covers over me, frightened by this creature Momma spoke about. With my heart racing and my voice shaking, I dared ask the question that haunted me. “Who is he, Momma?” Momma paused, staring out of the large window. Fear passed over her classically beautiful face. I wasn’t sure why. Daddy would protect her. Daddy had a gun and said if anyone would ever hurt us, he’d hunt them down like hungry wolves. “The big bad wolf,” she whispered. The big bad wolf was scary. I didn’t understand what I’d be holding on to. I was only eight. This fairy tale was nothing like the others. Where was the happy ending? Momma told this story as if she memorized it by heart. “Will he come for me, Momma?” The thunder shook the house, and I clutched her arm as tight as I could. I was scared, the roar was so loud, and I didn’t want the big bad wolf to come for me. He scared me. I wanted to stay with Daddy, Momma, and Sissy. As the noise became louder, I buried my head under Momma’s arm, trying to shut out the horrible sound. “Momma, I’m scared.” “Sleep, Mi Corazon.” Humming my favorite lullaby, she stroked my hair to calm me down until I fell asleep in her arms.

SLEEP!?! She’s tripping after all of that I’d be wide awake with my rosary and a bat!!

“Ride or die, ‘til death us do part.” And that was the last time I saw him.

Susan smiles, nodding her head in agreement. “Doll, you look fantastic. Let me tell you a story. I’ve got eight children and fifteen grandbabies. My body has seen it all, carried a few ten pounders, too. But nothing, and I mean nothing, can prepare you for being seventy-two and chasing little ones around. That’s why I come here every morning.”

8 children!! This woman is a legend!!

“Imagine us, baby, every day for the rest of our lives buried in each other. You’ll be my wife, forever mine.” His words forever mine. I will be his. I will belong to him like he’ll belong to me—Julian and Charlie Baker.

I waited for her response, but it never came. I figured that she either didn’t want to talk about it or she’d fallen asleep. Every part of me wishing she fell asleep. Tomorrow, I’d see her again. I fell asleep rather quickly, reminiscing how we kissed so passionately under the stars. We kissed. I had broken a vow. So what difference did it matter if I broke it again?

Wild way to think about that but sure😂😅