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“Charles wanted nothing less than perfection.”
I looked out at the perfect weather as we raced for Cuba.
“How long until we can get to the U.S. from Cuba?”
“Probably a day or two. It won’t take too long and we can finally see what they did to Olympia.”
I could finally see Halen.
That’s all I needed to think about and I felt a sense of calm settle over me.
I hoped he hadn’t moved on, thinking we were dead. I would absolutely end any woman who thought she could take my man from me.
Halen
A month later
Ruins of Olympia
“They said it’s safe,” Ren said as he came to stand next to me. I took in the damaged kingdom I had built. My house lay in ruins, the brick and stonework had been blasted everywhere. The one place that lay untouched, remarkably, was my garden. By some grace of God, it hadn’t been touched at all. Debris lay across the pathways a little, but the plants remained intact.
They reminded me of Paisley.
It had been far too long without a word. I had to face facts. She and Percy were dead.
Ben and Rusty came to sit down at the gates to the garden, Cy was checking for weak spots so he could formulate a security checkpoint. We would rebuild. Now that the government had said it was now safe to rebuild, I’d been looking at rebuilding the way it lay, in the sinkholes. It was my M.O. and there was no need to change now.
“We’re going to head off and get some sleep.”
“It’s nine in the morning,” I said, turning to watch them walk out through the wrought iron gates of the garden. They smirked at me as they left, Ren following after them.
What the ever loving fuck was going on?
Just as I was about to follow them, I felt something land at my feet. Looking down, I saw a pomegranate had split open in front of me.
But how?
I turned around, looking over at the pomegranate tree. The one thing that hadn’t changed in decades, even after they tried to bomb my place.
It still stood, and in front of it, stood Paisley.
Was this a dream?
“Are you coming over here or not?” she asked, that cheeky smirk on that perfect face. I closed the distance between us quickly and put my hands on the side of her face, pulling her to me. Her lips were soft and warm underneath mine, her tongue licking out at my own and tangling with mine. I could taste pomegranates, and instantly I felt myself become hard. I pulled my mouth from hers, leaning my head against hers as we tried to catch our breath.
“Where the fuck have you been?” I asked her.
She giggled, and the sheer joy I felt at hearing it, had my cock bouncing behind my pants.
“How long do you have?” she asked me.
“All the time in the world, for you.”
“Maybe later,” she said, pulling away and looking at the tree. “I can’t believe this thing is still standing.”
“I know, it doesn’t die easily, that’s for damn sure.”
She circled around the tree, dodging the low hanging fruit. “What are you going to do now?”
