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“And I’m going to make it right. Not because you’re pregnant with my baby, Shyann, but because you are my fuckin’ life,” I declare, making sure to hold her eyes as I do. Anytime she needs to see something I’ve learned, she always looks for it in the depths of my gaze. I want her to see there’s no deception in what I say now. “All I’ve ever wanted to do was protect you, baby. Keep you safe. I thought that ending things the way I did, was doing just that. Keeping you from ever being caught in the line of fire. But in the end, I didn’t keep you safe. I fucked up by hurting you myself. I did the one thing I never wanted to do, and that was put you through the pain of losing someone else.”
I don’t miss the way she flinches, or the shuddered breath that leaves her body.
“You didn’t hurt me, War.” It’s my turn to flinch, but I don’t let her see it as she calls me War. She’s never called me my road name unless we’re at the clubhouse. I’ve always been Enzo to her. I think there are only a few rare times she’s used War outside of that. “You did worse . . . you destroyed me in a way I didn’t know was possible.”
“Baby,” I whisper, reaching up to cup the side of her face and stroke away the tears slowly spilling down her cheeks. “I destroyed my own damn heart then. And now, I’m going to do everything in my power to make it right.”
“Why?” she demands, her breath hitching.
“Because it took my little gypsy woman coming and standing up to me. It took the woman who’s my heart to open my eyes by giving me the kick in the ass I have to see what I’m missing. Hell, it took hearing the fact I pissed you off so much you would cuss at me when you never . . . do so much as say ass.” I smirk and lean in, pressing my forehead to hers. “I opened my eyes, baby, and I’m not missing out on another day without you. And I fuckin’ promise you now, I will make it up to you. I will prove I mean every word I give you daily as I show you what you mean to me.”
“War . . .”
“Baby, I’m not War to you. I’ve never been War. Don’t start calling me War now,” I remark, interrupting her. “I’ll always be Enzo to you and no one else.”
Shyann’s eyes glisten with more tears ready to spill down her cheeks.
“Wh-what are we going to do with that . . . body?” she asks, nervously changing the subject. I’ll give her that play for now. But I’ll show her I mean what I say.
“You don’t worry about it, baby. I’ll make the call and get it taken care of.” I lean in and capture her lips for a tender kiss.
I meant for it to be brief, but Shyann’s lips part under my own, and I deepen the kiss without thought. Slipping my tongue in to meld with hers. Shyann moans into my mouth, and it goes straight to my dick.
Unable to stop myself, I push the bottom of her skirt up to find she’s not wearing panties under the damn thing.
Fuck.
I run my fingers along her slit, finding her drenched, more than ready for me, and I need inside her.
Quickly I release the button and zipper of my jeans and shove them down my thighs, allowing my cock to spring free. A second later, I line myself up with her entrance and lay her back against the seat of the couch, my mouth still on hers.
I thrust inside her to the hilt and groan as she cries out, breaking her mouth from mine.
“Enzo . . . oh . . . it feels . . .”
“Yeah, baby,” I pant, fucking her the way I’ve dreamed of since the day I made her leave my hospital room. “Fuck, I’ve missed you.”
Thrusting into Shyann’s pussy, I take her with long hard thrusts without another thought about anything else but how much I need her. She’s my fucking life. I can’t breathe without her.
“I love you, Shyann.”
Shyann’s walls clamp down around me as her release takes over, and she cries out. “ENZO.”
The way her sweet pussy squeezes my cock, I follow behind her as it sucks the cum right out of me, draining me.
I groan, calling out Shyann’s name and stilling in the depths of her sweetness. Panting, trying to catch my breath, I focus on her bright, beautiful eyes. “Give me a chance, baby, and I’ll prove how much I love you. You’re my fuckin’ life Shyann.”
I watch as Shyann’s breath catches in her chest, and she nods.
“You hurt me again, and I’m going to have to hurt you,” she murmurs, wrapping her arms around my neck. “I love you, Enzo, and I don’t want to live without you.”
“And you never will again, baby,” I state, promising her I’ll be there no matter what. Reluctantly I withdraw from her sweet slick heat and sit back on my heels. “Now, not to put a damper on the mood, but I need to make that call and get the mess in the living room cleaned up.”
“Okay,” she whispers, shuddering.
“I want you to stay in here until it’s taken care of.” There’s no way I want her anywhere near the dead body.
“Okay.” She nods, a grateful look in her eyes.
