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“He told me that a king was nothing without his queen. That the two most important cards in a deck were the ace and the queen. You want the ace up your sleeve. And you need the queen at your back because women fight dirty.”
Whatever they told you is a lie. Trust me. Emmett had never told me to trust him. He hadn’t needed to. Because he’d simply given me his own trust, expecting to earn mine in return through honesty. When people told the truth, they didn’t need to order you to trust them.
We survive the goodbyes so when a hello comes along, we appreciate its beauty.”
He’d taken the blame. He’d protected me. Now it was my turn to repay that favor.
If there was a miracle to be had in my life, I wanted it to be him.
“Never be sorry for the truth. I’m not sorry. It hurts, but I’m not sorry.”
“He’ll probably slam the door in my face.” “But he might not.” He might not.
“I’m in love with a man I don’t deserve.” The lump in my throat began to choke me, but I pressed on. “I lied to you. I used you. And for that, I’m sorry. But I don’t regret falling in love with you. I never will.”
“Emmett, if you’re looking for your future over your shoulder, you’re turned the wrong way.”
“They’ll love you.” “How do you know?” “Because I love you.”
Five months later, when the forest was teeming with wildflowers and the smell of spring infused the air, we stood in that clearing. Emmett made me his wife. He became my husband. And we stepped into the future, forging a life together, and leaving the past on the road behind us.
Today was the first annual Clifton Forge Motorcycle Club charity ride. Pride swelled in my chest as Emmett turned to Dash. The two friends—two brothers—shared a look that made it hard to breathe. This ride was for their fathers. For Draven. For Stone.
He’d set me free. We’d set each other free. His queen. And my Ace.
