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Ghost was my reason to want to be more cautious. If only to keep from missing a single moment with her. My brothers filled the void. They were close to being enough, but she was more. She was everything.
“It’s like I can finally breathe. Finally feel the sun. I couldn’t go back. I can’t go back. Not now that I know what this feels like. So take it. Take it all. I’ll be whatever you want me to be.”
She didn’t have to forgive me. Not now. But I would earn her forgiveness. No matter how long it took to do it. For whatever fucked up reason the devil wasn’t ready to claim my soul and I wasn’t about to waste this second chance at life with anyone else but her.
“I’m not a fucking invalid.” She fixed me with a look that brokered no argument. “…but I’ll be one for you.”
“Because we’ve all faced wicked trials and twisted games, Ghost. We’ve survived the ugly and made a home in the darkness. We can handle your truth, because you handled ours.”
Okay… and it was kind of amazing to watch him grovel. Ava Jade, bringing big bad men to their knees since 2022.
“I do feel guilty,” she admitted. “But Grey, you’re still you. You could be missing both eyes and both your fucking arms and I’d still love you.”
Her lips were swollen from all the work she was doing, on her knees, praying to the church of Greyson Winters like the devout Saint she was.
Past Ava Jade needed a slap. Preferably another spanking. From Rook.
They were pretty, but not pretty enough to go saying my guys had ugly mugs. Joke or not.
Rook was right. Family really was who you chose, not who you were born to. And this? This was mine.
