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Cara
Six months later
Cara stood to the side of the stage and watched her man perform. As part of his plea agreement, Jay agreed to return the rights to songs he’d finagled his way to own.
David waved her over, but she shook her head. She wasn’t interested in the limelight. All she was interested in was him. As it turned out, all David was interested in was her. She looked down at the crazy too big diamond sitting on her left hand.
He’d moved her into his mansion, paid for her to finish school and slapped this ring on her finger within weeks of meeting her.
She asked for a pre-nuptial agreement, but he shook his head telling her that everything he had was hers.
When she told him, she had nothing to offer in return, he laughed, “You gave me your heart Cara, what more could I want?”
“Who wants to meet my fiancée?” he asked the crowd.
There was a mix of answers in the crowd. The women wanted him single, but they still wanted to see the woman who’d stolen his heart.
“Come out here, Cara.”
She shook her head, but he wouldn’t take no for an answer. She knew if she didn’t step forward, he’d come and get her.
Looking down at her jeans and button-down shirt, she wanted to kill him. Meeting his fans was worse than meeting his parents who happened to love her. The fans not so much.
“Come here, baby. Let me show you off.” He offered his hand, and she took it because she knew without a doubt she’d follow him anywhere.
Cara lifted her hand in a tentative wave.
Tommy slipped a seat behind her knees forcing her to sit. Her eyes grew big as Marissa brought over a guitar.
“Did you know I sing?” The crowd grew wild and raucous. “Of course, you did, but did you know my favorite songs are love songs?”
There was a collective feminine sigh.
“What are you doing?” Cara whisper yelled above the crowd.
He leaned in kissed her cheek. “I’m letting the world know you’re my everything.”
“I know that,” she cupped his cheek and looked deep into his beautiful blue eyes.
“But they don’t.”
He took a knee in front of her and sang a song that he’d written for them. The words ended with hers to love, hers to have, simply hers.
Epilogue Two
David
A year later
David wanted her to have it all, but the stubborn minx didn’t want the white wedding. She didn’t want the over-the-top reception. What she wanted was him in a parking lot in San Jose. There wasn’t a limousine. There wasn’t a wedding dress. There wasn’t a cake.
His woman stepped from Tommy’s piece of shit car dressed in her grey silk stocking and shoes that she could hardly walk in. Her dress was short, her makeup perfect, and her hair blew in the wind like she didn’t have a care or worry in the world. She was absolutely stunning, and she was his.
Her maid of honor wore leathers with hair spiked and tipped in red. David’s best man was dressed to match.
David stood in front of Cara, wearing black jeans and a tattered shirt. She wasn’t interested in his fame. She didn’t care about his money. She wanted something far more valuable. She wanted his love. She wanted his heart. Right there in the parking lot of the recording studio they exchanged vows. It was where it all began. She was his, and he was hers—hers to love forever.
