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“I love you too, Copper.”
He laughs and kisses me again, his cock already hardening beneath me. As he drives himself into me again, I know that fate is real. It led us to each other despite all the odds.
With Tyson, I’m happier than I ever thought possible.
30
TYSON
Aria looks at the casket sitting beside the open grave. She hasn’t stopped crying since the service, and I don’t know how to help her. Over the last week since her father died, she has barely cried.
Now, it all seems to be coming out at once and there is nothing I can do. I feel completely useless and I hate the feeling. I want to be able to comfort her and tell her that everything is going to be alright.
Instead, I pull her into my arms and rest my chin on her shoulder. She leans back against my chest, her sobs still shaking her body as her mother kneels at the edge of the grave.
“I didn’t think it would be this hard,” Aria says, her voice cracking. “I thought that it would feel like closure. It feels like knives are being rammed through me instead.”
“We can leave if this is too hard. Or we can stay.”
Aria’s mother glances over, her frown deepening as she looks at her daughter. Before the service began, she told Aria to stay away from her. I thought that Aria would break then and there, but she held her head high before marching into the room.
Now, I think she is finally tearing apart at the seams. I’m doing everything I can to hold her together but I don’t know if it will be enough.
She’s grieving the life she used to know, and I’m clueless when it comes to helping her do that.
“I want to stay. I know Mom is mad at me for everything that happened, but I need to be here.”
“Then we’ll stay.”
I hold her as the casket is lowered into the ground. People throw roses into the grave onto the casket. Her brothers toss in cigars, though none of them seems to be as upset as Aria is. Of course, they likely wouldn’t.
Even though the other guests at the funeral are dressed in black, I’m not stupid enough to think that they aren’t part of the mafia. The brothers can’t show weakness in front of their men.
As the dirt is shoveled over the casket, Damien makes his way over. Aria looks up at me before excusing herself and heading over to her other brothers.
“Good to see you,” I say, pulling out the key he let us borrow and handing it back to him. “I have our things in the car. I’m going to be taking her to the house I bought once she’s ready to leave here.”
Damien takes the key and slides it into his pocket. “You know, if you want to keep living, you’re going to need to take care of her and my niece or nephew for the rest of your life.”
“That’s a nice way of saying you’ll kill me if I fuck up.”
Damien shrugs as he looks over at his sister. “She deserves the best in life. She hasn’t had an easy one and she’s only barely in her twenties. Shit is only going to get harder. The last thing she needs is you walking out when that happens.”
“I’m not going to walk out on her. I’m in this until the day we die. She’s the love of my life. That isn’t going to change just because shit gets bad.”
“See that it doesn’t.” He sighs and glances at his mother. “She’ll forgive Aria eventually, but I don’t know if that will be before the baby comes. She’s taking it harder than we all thought she would. Mom blames herself a lot, but Aria is an easier place to put the blame. I’m going to try to get Mom into therapy soon.”
“Yeah, Aria’s been doing okay, but I think she’s still a little numb to everything.”
Damien nods and runs his hand through his hair. “We’re going to finish here soon. I won’t be back in town for a few months. Once I get somewhere safe, I’ll be calling her with my new number. I want a call when the baby is born.”
“I already told you I’d call,” I say, grinning as Damien chuckles. “Have a good trip, wherever you’re going.”
Damien takes off as Aria comes back over. She stares at her brother’s retreating back before looking up at me. Her eyes are rimmed with red and her nose is bright pink. She gives me a sad smile.
“Can we go home?”
“Absolutely.”
