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“Do you understand?”
“Yes sir.”
He gets comfortable on the bed, “Come here.”
I crawl in beside him and lay my head on his chest while he tells me where he was when he left me that night. It’s far worse than I ever expected.
“So now what?”
Sighing, he pulls me closer, “Max and I are going to talk to him. I didn’t want to tell you because if you tell anyone, it could put you in even more danger.”
Kissing his chest, I sigh, “Nash, I would never betray you. Ever.”
I tilt my head back and gaze into his eyes, “Don’t ever do this to me again. I thought you were with another woman.”
“Princess, I will never cheat on you. You are everything I want. No other woman could turn my head. I’m in this forever. You’re too young right now, but you’ll be my wife one day.”
My mouth drops open in shock, and I stare at him, unable to form words.
He growls, “Close that beautiful mouth, or I’ll shove my cock down your throat.”
Nash turns me over onto my back, his lips ghosting over mine, “Yes, baby. You will be mine for this life. And the next one. And any life that comes after that. One lifetime won’t be enough. I will never have my fill of you.”
“Nash,” I breathe.
“So, fucking perfect,” he says before he presses his lips to mine. Sliding his tongue against mine sensually, I moan as he practically makes love to my mouth. When he pulls away, we both stare into each other’s eyes while breathing heavily. So many things are said without a single word being uttered.
“Shower.”
He gets up and goes into the bathroom, leaving me wanting. I groan as I get off the bed, take my clothes off, and follow him to the shower.
When I walk into the room, he has his back to me as he adjusts the shower temperature. I touch the wings tattooed on his back.
Nash steps into the shower, reaches out for my hand, and helps me step in next to him. The water trickles down his body like raindrops. I fight the urge to lick the droplets from his skin.
“Why do you have wings tattooed on your back?”
He runs his fingers down my arm causing shivers to travel through my body, “You don’t like them?”
Shaking my head, I say, “I love them. I love all art. I was only curious about what made you want to get them. If they meant anything to you.”
Leaning his head down, he kisses me on the forehead, “Yes, they mean something. Moments after giving me life, my mother died. She died for me. My mom had a choice between getting life-saving cancer treatment or giving me life. She chose me. The wings are for her. I like to think she gave me to my dad and flew to heaven. I said some horrible things about her when I was strung out on drugs. It’s one of my many regrets.”
I reach up and touch his face, “Nash. I’m sorry.”
He nods, “It’s okay. I never knew her. I miss the idea of her, but not her.”
“Because you don’t remember her.”
Shaking his head, he says, “She held me in her arms as she died.”
Nash has many different sides. He’s not vulnerable often, but when he is and really lets me in, it’s beautiful.
I want to know everything about him, even the painful parts. At this moment, I know I need to talk to my dad. Nash cannot lose the rest of his family for me. We have to fix this. I won’t let it go until my dad sees the error of his ways. Family isn’t disposable because you don’t agree with their choices. That’s exactly what I intend to tell him. Nash deserves better than he’s currently being given. He has made mistakes. Big mistakes. If he can forgive him for what he did all those years ago, then my dad can forgive him for falling in love with the girl he adopted. I’m sure of it.
CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
NASH
