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She gasped in my arms, and I held her tighter.
“I made a call to Kurt’s office, but you did the rest,” I said, wanting her to know that, needed her to. “They just needed to see you over there. Them and the school… They just needed to see the beautiful fucking things you were doing.”
She pulled away, tears in her eyes when she scanned me. “The school?”
I’d made calls to them too, admissions. I wiped away her tears. “I wanted you to have everything.”
Again, even when my fucking brain didn’t. I’d written off all those things I’d done and it had become even easier to do when I did need her. I’d used those actions against her, payback.
But she didn’t need to pay up. She didn’t because I owed her fucking everything.
“You got me into school,” she said, touching my hair again. “Ares…”
She was looking at me like I was her savior, but it was so fucking hard to forgive myself. I touched my forehead to hers. “You never owed me anything, Fawn. Not a fucking thing.” My arms gripped tighter around her, fusing us both in the heat, the warmth. The energy she and I created… The safety in the space… It radiated through me, and I fed off that shit like I had that day on the bathroom floor. “I owed you. I owed you everything, Fawn.” My voice cracked. Broken. My hands caged her face. “I’ve loved you since I was sixteen.”
She made me obsessed with her. In feral need of her. That may be some toxic shit, but it was true. It’d always been true, and again, even when I hadn’t wanted to see it. My love for Fawn Greenfield was inevitable. I hadn’t stood a chance that day on the bathroom floor.
I didn’t know who was crying at that point, if it was her or me. I just knew, when one of us started kissing the other, I didn’t allow it to stop. I brought her arms around my neck, guiding her to stand on my feet as I braced her against me. I wasn’t letting go of her again, and I wasn’t entirely sure that was my choice. My soul couldn’t physically allow hers to leave mine, and even if it did, I refused to let it. My entire being needed to be with this girl. Everything I was needed her. Fawn Greenfield was my forever place. My forever…
And God did I love the fucking sound of that.
EPILOGUE
Fawn
“Marry me.”
Wolf stroked the tattoo near my pussy. It’d been my idea to get it, but he’d picked the placement.
The caveman.
He’d always been a possessive ass, and when it came to my next tattoo, that fact had been no different. I wanted to get one to represent him. The flower near my tiny curls he’d designed, and I couldn’t help getting it after he’d told me when he’d gotten his and why.
He called me his anchor.
The way this guy and I were weaved together… the deep and all-consuming way should be overwhelming for me. A love like that might drown some, but I was uplifted by it. It made me reach for the sky and filled me with incredible light. I loved this man, and I wasn’t overwhelmed.
I was made whole.
It was a wholeness I didn’t even know I needed, and I think I’d heard Wolf wrong when he’d spoken. I had to admit I was a little sex drunk. We’d barely left this bed since I’d gotten back from New York, his bed. We’d started spring classes recently, but after our days, we always ended up right back here.
“Hmm?” I could hear the lazy tone in my voice. Again, I was sex drunk, and Wolf looked like a fucking god. He was on his own hip while he stroked mine, his vibrant curls all over the place, his smile coy. His eight-pack was on full display as well as his dick, always fucking hard, ready. The stamina this guy had.
He brought me up against it, his length teasing my sensitive pussy. I wasn’t so ready and was still pulsing from the last time he’d taken me. His mouth hovered above mine, our nose rings touching. “I said marry me, Red. Make me the happiest guy alive.”
Okay, so I had heard him correctly. I put some space between us, my hand on his abs. “What are you talking about?”
He must have been sex drunk too, and I’d never seen him so happy. Actually, that was a lie. This last year I’d seen him incredibly happy, and I had been too.
It couldn’t be helped.
This guy and I just belonged together, and now, I understood why. He’d been my anchor too on the bathroom floor of the party that night. He’d been my source for home and brought me out of my own dark place. Ares Mallick had saved my life that night.
We’d saved each other’s.
We were always passing the baton, and I didn’t know what else to say in response to what he’d said. I was still kind of wondering if I’d heard him okay.
Wolf brought me to my back. His mouth instantly went to my neck, and I giggled like a kid.
