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As I get to the headstone, I place my hand on the top before sitting down, leaning against it, and sighing.

"Hi, Tiny Dancer. I'm sorry I haven't been by this past month, but you know, I was trying to recover from a gunshot, and plus, Hunter is majorly protective right now; I mean, I literally had to beg to be put to work at the garage."

I smile a little as I lean my head back, "It's not all bad, though, I guess. He's showing me how much he loves me, but sometimes I think maybe it's because of the baby, which I know is ridiculous, and I know you're probably rolling your eyes at me. You were only fifteen and already had your head on your shoulders."

I hear a scuffle of boots, making me look forward, and my heart skips a beat seeing Hunter walking towards me, his eyes solely focused on me.

I don't break eye contact with him as he gets closer before I rasp to my sister, ensuring he can hear me say, "I love him, Tiny Dancer, with everything in me, but my heart still hurts. I just don't know if it hurts because of what he did and how he treated me or because of how much I miss him."

Chapter 29

Snake

"I love him, Tiny Dancer, with everything in me, but my heart still hurts. I just don't know if it hurts because of what he did and how he treated me or because of how much I miss him."

My heart jumps in my chest. She's finally said it—fucking finally—even if it was to her sister, but her eyes stay connected to mine when she says it. Every day, I have ensured to prove myself to her. If I'm not with her, I'm calling her. I've put her above my work within the club with the brothers at my back; I've put her above the restaurant I help with and above everything.

She's my fucking heart.

I lean down and press a kiss on her head, knowing she'll most likely dodge my lips like normal nowadays, which pisses me off, before taking a seat next to her. When I arrived at the garage to see if Sarah wanted to see the house that was finally finished. I even went in the Mustang that I decided to finally give her, but she was nowhere to be seen; I thought I was going to pass the fuck out. Sniper said Shelby popped by to apologize to her before leaving town, and she came to see her sister.

I got Liam to jump in the Mustang with me. He's now on his way back to the club in the SUV.

I wrap my arm around my girl, sighing as her head goes to my shoulder. My hand goes to her bump, where our little girl rests nicely as Sarah continues speaking to her sister, her best friend, but the words are for me. Words that she's been too scared to say.

Mary is her crutch.

"I'm scared, Mary. I gave him my heart, but he threw it away." I swallowed hard. I didn't; I just let myself believe I did. "He hurt me, but I hurt even more every day because he's not holding me." I tighten my arm around her shoulders, pressing my nose to her head, her jasmine scent hitting my senses as I let her unleash words that have taken months for her to say, "He let not one but two other women touch him while I struggled to breathe without him by my side. He became someone I knew I would die without. I know you told me to forgive, and I'm trying, but how do I know he won't listen to jealous women again? How do I know he won't hurt me again?"

I inhale her scent before I rasp, "By proving every single day that you're my only, by proving every single day how much I love you, and by never letting you go again."

She lets out a sniffle, burrowing herself deeper into my side, her hand gripping my cut as I wrap my arms around her before she rasps, "I love you, Hunter, so much, but if you ever hurt me again, I will castrate you."

I smile and say, "I love you too, my Spitfire."

"I feel like Mary's doing a happy dance."

I chuckle, "Probably baby, probably."

She hums, burying her head into my neck, "Do you think I should tell Momma about my 'dream'?"

I smile a little, "Baby, we both know it wasn't a dream. Only she knew what I got up to with my brother, and we're having a little girl. Now I don't really believe in that stuff, but it's no coincidence," she lets out a soft giggle, making me smile, "but no, I don't think you should. Your Momma's healing, and I think this will set her back."

She nods, "I miss my Tiny Dancer."

I hum back, "I know, baby, me too. But she'll be proud of you. The foundation is nearly up and running, and you're ensuring everyone knows all about her spirit, and you've finally realized what I had weeks ago; you already forgave me." Which she had; she just didn't know it in her heart, and I had to sit back and fucking wait until she realized it.

I'm so proud of how far my girl has come. The foundation is amazing; kids are already attending dance schools across Texas and New York, and several investors have donated, including the Rebels MC and the Huntsmen MC in Washington. Both Steel and Stone were very happy to contribute.

I close my eyes, enjoying having my girl curled up to me again as we sit with her sister; when Sarah speaks again, "Your ex, or whatever she was, Amber, she came to see me at the diner." My eyes spring open before I look down at my girl, and we make eye contact. "She wanted to warn me about the lies she had told you, how she's sorry if she made it more difficult for me, and to make sure you treat me right."

I blink, "So that's what Celine saw."

She nods, "Yep. I told Amber she should be ashamed, and she was." She clears her throat. "Also, Helena, when she had that gun on me, admitted to helping Clipper try to take over the club as well."

I snort and shake my head; of course, that's who he was working with. We vetted everyone in the club, just not her because I kicked her out; fucks sake.

I sigh and squeeze my girl to say, "Let's go home, baby."

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