All I Have: Part Two (Abbs Valley #4)

by Ames Mills

“I forgive you. I need to let all the hurt go so I can remember our good times and move on with my life.”

I haven’t told them, but I love them all. And I will spend however long it takes to prove to them that they deserve my love. I love you, Dad.” I kiss my fingers and place them against his headstone. “It’s time to start my life.”

“Yes, master,” Mateo quips with a bow at the waist. “Keep talking shit and I’ll make you my pet,” I threaten when he’s almost in the house. He grins over his shoulder and disappears into the house.

“He used to sneak into my room at night after Mom passed out. You can guess where that went.” The story spills out before I can stop it. Mateo doesn’t even know this part. I was too ashamed to admit what that motherfucker used to do to me in the middle of the night.

“He wasn’t dead. He set the apartment building on fire, thinking I was inside. I wasn’t at home because I left home a year before, but they were.” I hear Evie gasp. “The twins?” “Tessa and Torri,” I say raggedly. “It’s my fault they’re dead. I enlisted in the marines the day I turned eighteen and never looked back.”

“Are you talking to yourself?” Van asks dryly, sitting at the other end. “Seems that way,” I answer, then grin. “Bernard.” “I will kick your ass all over this fucking house,” Van threatens, making me laugh. “Then I’m kicking Mateo’s.”

“Tay,” Van says in exasperation. “You sound like you’re kidnapping her.” “Let her try to leave again, and I fucking will.”

“They called him Banger. He’s new to Ghost’s crew.” He is tall, broad, and gorgeous. I wonder if Bridget has caught sight of him yet.

Bridget, in fact, had not seen Banger. When she caught sight of him, I thought I was going to have to follow her around to wipe drool off her chin. “I just want to lick him,” Bridget whispers. “No licking the gangbangers at this party,” Les laughs. “Who are we not licking?” Hartley asks, wrapping his arms around my waist from behind. “Bridget wants to lick Banger,” I answer with a giggle.

I pull back and lay my forehead against his. “I love you.” Mateo’s breath catches, and I look into his eyes. “I have for a long time, baby boy.” “Fuck, Gray,” Mateo says gruffly. “I love you, too.”

“They’re alive,” I finally say aloud. The moment the words leave my mouth, I feel the rightness of it. It is time to find my sisters.

I kiss Mateo and Evie. Hartley pulls my forehead against his before I can pull back. “You got this, brother.” Brother.

“And those people out there. That’s the type of people they are. Not the people you have set in your mind. Trust me, I know, because that’s what I used to think. But they are nothing like you think. They are the most honest, loyal, loving fucking people you will ever meet.

“How the hell can you eat while that’s going on?” Mateo asks, waving his hand at the half dead guy in front of us. Caden casts a glance that way, then shrugs. “I was hungry. Ghost starved me today.” “I didn’t fucking starve you. You ate two hours ago,” Ghost says, walking from the back office.

They are complete opposites. Caden is upbeat and always laughing. Ghost is usually serious, and hardly ever smiles unless he is being a smartass. His styled, dark blonde hair and blue eyes make him look like a surfer. But one thing you don’t do when Ghost is around? Fuck with Caden.

Gray looks closer at the guy's chest. “What the fuck did you do?” “Oh,” Caden says excitedly. “Alexey and Dmitri showed me some new techniques. I decided to try it.” “You took torture lessons from the terror twins?” Mateo asks with a laugh.

Caden bats his lashes, making Ghost roll his eyes. “It’s all in a day's work, gentleman.” Caden bows, pecks Ghost on the cheek, and walks towards the office. All eyes zoom to Ghost, and I watch as his cheeks darken. “Oh, holy shit. Are you blushing?” Mateo points out. Hartley chokes off a laugh when Ghost glares at him. “Fuck no,” Ghost barks.

“I have to tell you something. I lied to you before. About the tattoos,” I admit. She pulls back with a frown. “All of them represent you or us.” I lift my left arm and rub the one on my ribs. It was a pin-up version of Evie. She leans down to get a closer look. “Oh my god. That’s beautiful.” She starts mapping all the ones she can reach with her fingers. The stack of books on my right pec, the broken window on the left, the list goes on. Every tattoo I’ve ever picked was with her firmly in mind. “I love you,” she says again, tears rolling down her face. “I love you, too.” I’ll spend the rest of my life letting her know what she means to me.

I grin. “What’s the deal with Hart?” “I already told you I’m not talking about this with you.” “For fuck’s sake, Van. We moved way past privacy two orgies ago.” Van chokes out a laugh. “Don’t cheapen what we do to orgies.”

“He’s sexy,” Van shrugs. “That’s all I’ve got right now.” “Fuck yeah, he is. All big dick energy with piercings to back it up.” I waggle my eyebrows. “Wait until you feel those.”

for some carpool karaoke.” All eyes turn to her with that comment, and she cracks up laughing. “I can just see Gray belting out some Taylor Swift now.” “In your dreams, angel.” He slides out of the car, and we follow him out.

Can you die because of too many orgasms? If you can, I was a goner. And there is no better way to go.

“I do,” I smile. “Man, I’m so fucking happy I could shit rainbows.”

She wraps her arms around my neck and kisses my sweaty forehead. “I love you, Gray,” she whispers, and my eyes flash to hers. “You deserve all the love in the world, and I’ll proudly give you mine.” She pulls my forehead against hers. “You are so good, strong, and loving. I couldn’t have gotten through any of this without you. I love you.” “Fuck, angel,” I say gruffly. “I love you, too, so fucking much. You’re one of the first good things to ever happen to me. You brought me out of a dark fucking place, and I’ll never be able to thank you enough. But I’ll spend the rest of our days trying.”

“I love you,” I say breathlessly, so damn glad I can finally say it. “I love you, too.”

He pulls back with a roll of his eyes. “Like I haven’t been tortured enough with you and your gang of horny assholes.”

“I love you, mi reina.” Her face lights up at the change in her nickname. She was no longer a little queen. She is my queen.

Mateo laughs. “I suddenly feel like I’m in danger.” “You should feel like that, baby boy,” Gray answers.

This is us finally letting go of all the bullshit that used to exist between us. Letting it go not just for Evie, but for us, too.

“That’s not fair,” I grumble. “You make it impossible to say no.” “I hope you never say no to us, mi reina.” Something is lurking behind that simple phrase. And I have a feeling I know what it is.

Phillip wasn’t just stalking the twins because he wanted to. This piece of shit sold them, and when they ran, the buyer was pissed. The buyer is a rich fucker living in Tennessee with a taste for twins and has waited nine goddamn years for his prize to be brought to him. Something that Phillip has been trying to do all this time. The buyer is going to get a visit very soon.

When I slide into the SUV, I wait for the haze to fade so I can finally celebrate that this is finally over. Only it doesn’t come. I jerk the car into drive and head to the hotel.

I have two options. Fight to get Gray back and potentially die, or let him sink into that mindset and possibly lose him forever. No one said I always made the smartest decisions.

“I need you to make it go away,” Gray says raggedly. Now that the darkness has faded away, the memories are creeping up on him. I can see it in the tortured look in his eyes. He is trusting me enough to show him that it isn’t always bad to let yourself feel. He wants me to take the memories away and replace them with the good.

When he finally does, I pull him to my chest, stroking his back, reminding him I will always be here for him. I let him let go of all the pain and regret. Nothing is going to tear any of us apart now.

“Let’s just say we have something in common. Someone we both want to protect.” That answer just confuses me more. What could we have in common with the Saviors? Is it me specifically, or one of the guys? “Is there anything else you need?”

“Axel is Gray’s brother.” Holy fucking shit.

“Christmas’s are about to be real fucking crazy,” Gray jokes, and we all start laughing. He’s right, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.

All the pieces slot into place. This is what I was waiting on, whether I realized it or not. Their love and full acceptance.

“Because I want to make you my wife. Our wife.” Her eyes widen and tears start flowing down her face. “I love you.”

You’re my now and forever, princess. I love you.”

With you, I’m finally fucking free. Because of you, I have my sisters back. Because of you, my life is complete. I love you.”

I plan on making you the happiest woman on this earth. I love you.”

I’ll do everything in this world to be the man you deserve. I love you so goddamn much, la mia stella.”

“Will you be our wife, Evelyn Louisa Sinclair?” I ask. “Oh my god!” Evie cries. “Yes. YES!”

It was hard won after we brought Maria home. She was so confused, and she hardly slept. But we all banded together and showed her what family really was, and we are getting there. We aren’t perfect parents by any means, but for that little girl, we would be anything.

With my guys surrounding me, we say our vows and exchange rings. As soon as my wedding band slid onto my finger, my life with them officially started. And we are going to have forever.

Gray-Easy On Me by Adele