Page 11 of Ruffled Feathers


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“Well okay then. I choose to think you’re so proud of me you’re speechless.”

I laugh at myself. “Fingers crossed I’m not too late.”

* * *

My car breakssqueak as I pull up to the little lake-side cabin. It’s beautiful, the perfect place to bare your heart, I tell myself.

Before I can open my car door Marcus is walking from the cabin, a huge smile on his face.

I definitely made the right decision.

I’m swooped up in his arms as he circles around, my legs flying up from the ground around us.

“You showed up,” is all he says while gently lowering me.

Smiling, I say, “Yeah, I did.”

His lips meet mine, the kiss is tender, filled with the sweetest love I’ve ever known. My chest tightens as his grip becomes firmer around my hips, my hands move to cup his face as we pull away.

“I love you Marcus. You always need to remember that too.”

He laughs and plants a kiss on top of my head. Reaching for my bags in the car he wraps his free arm around my waist and we walk inside the cabin.

* * *

MARCUS

My nerves have been shot the past two days.

And it’s all my own doing.

I shouldn’t have lied to her.

I should have just told the damn truth from the beginning, then we all would be better off. Even if she rejected us before she even knew us.

My animal shrieks in my head at the thought, not liking talk of Avery being gone.

She responded to my text letting me know she made it home safely last night. But she didn't know I already knew. I couldn’t help but check up on her, peeking through the living room window.

She looked about as bad as I felt.

Exhausted and despondent.

It took some effort to not let the avian side of me take over and bust through the window glass. But I'm sure that would have turned her even farther away.

The rest of last night I spent in bird form, pushing thoughts of Avery hating me as far from my mind as they would go.

This morning I woke up early and got a run in, not wanting to be around when Avery stopped by to check on Elvis. After what had to be a close-to-boiling shower, I left for the cabin, stopping by the store on the way.

The original plan was for her to arrive around lunch, but it’s two hours past that now with still no sign of her, text or otherwise.

Tires crunch over the gravel driveway. My animal starts yelling in my head, ready to get to her.

I open the cabin door and can’t help the goofy grin on my face as I walk toward her car.

She came for us, she wants us,my bird says.

After kissing her and trying my best to romantically swing her around, we head inside.

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