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Hell fucking no.
I don't think. I just react, following my instincts.
I kick in the door of the church and start barging up the aisle.
I'm going to claim my woman come hell or high water.
Satan himself couldn't stop me.
ChapterSeven
Caleb
Heaven gaspswhen she sees me storming up the aisle. She's never seen me like this before. My jaw is clenched tight, and I'm sure my eyes are ablaze with raw determination.
The other congregation members look on in shock as I march past them, my strides purposeful and unwavering.
I take Heaven's arm and tug her toward me. I can see the confusion in her eyes, her lips parting as though she wants to say something, but I don't give her the chance.
I grab her hand and pull her out of the church, ignoring the murmurs of the congregation.
I don't know where the fuck her father is, and I can't truly say I care. He'd better keep his ass away if he doesn't want to see something he shouldn't.
The freshness of the night air hits us as we step outside. I'm nearly sprinting as I lead her away from the church to a secluded spot behind some trees.
Once there, she looks up at me, her eyes wide with fear and anticipation. I know she's not afraid of me. My darling girl is afraidforme. She worries about me. She cares about me in a way no one else ever has.
No one else has ever given a damn what happens to me.
But this angel does.
She knows what I'm going to do. Her lips part in a contented sigh as I take her face in my hands and look into her eyes before I take her lips in a passionate kiss.
Her lips tremble against mine, and I can feel the heat radiating from her body.
No one else exists in this moment. It's just the two of us.
I bring my hand up and tangle my fingers in her hair, deepening the kiss, wanting to consume her.
I can feel her body trembling as my hands start to roam, exploring her curves and touching her in ways she's never been touched before.
I can feel the fire burning between us and I know that she can feelit too.
"Unhand her right now, son!" her father's voice booms from behind me.
I turn to face the preacher, standing protectively in front of Heaven.
"Like hell I will," I tell him and the group of church members that followed him out. They're all standing in front of me with frowns like an angry mob out to save the damsel in distress from an ogre. Only thing they lack is the pitchforks.
And the fact that this damsel doesn't want to be rescued. No, she wants me all up in that cunt. Guarantee she's soaking fucking wet for it right now too.
The pastor holds his cell phone up. "You might as well go ahead and give it up, son. The authorities are on their way. We all know who you are. Now, unhand my daughter."
"No," Heaven suddenly pipes up from behind me.
The preacher's brow furrows as Heaven steps out from behind me and clasps her tiny hand in mine. "No?" he questions her with a raised eyebrow, his eyes flicking down to where she’s joined our hands.
"I love him, Dad," Heaven pronounces, her chin lifted as she holds her father's gaze defiantly.
