Page 2 of From the Ashes


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His eyes open, so close to mine, his glistening with so much emotion as he stares back at me. I see it, the uncertainty, the insecurity, and the undeniable adoration he has for me. He doesn’t want to give up on us. However, there is something he’s holding back from me.

His hand caresses my cheek. “I’m unhappy I left you out there for so long. Your head injury is on me. I’m your boyfriend. I should be protecting you. Not leaving you to fend for yourself.”

I can’t help the giddy smile that lights my face. “I thought you didn’t like the term boyfriend?”

He shrugs, the corner of his lips turning up a little. “I think this has taught me that I need to compromise on some things. I need you in my life, little dove. After seeing you collapse, I know I couldn’t stand it if anything happened to you. So if calling me your boyfriend will make you happy, I’ll do that… for you. I’d do anything for you.”

Some people say there’s a moment, one instant, when something happens, something clicks inside your brain. It’s in that moment you know the person in front of you is meant to be with you forever—your one true soulmate. You already care for them, but it’s inthatmoment when you realize you cherish them. It’s funny how everything you thought mattered doesn’t matter anymore. Once it clicks, they’re a part of you forever.

This is my moment with Cain, where everything has clicked into place.

It doesn’t matter about his past.

It doesn’t matter about his job. Whatever it is.

I want him—all of him.

And there’s nothing that will change my mind.

Right here, right now, I know…

… I have fallen madly in love with Cain.

CAIN

As I stand here, tending to Makaylie, I can’t help but see the adoration in her eyes. Even though she appears pale from standing outside my front door for hours in her own personal hell—a hell I put her through—she still looks fucking beautiful to me.

Something is running through her mind. I’m not sure what, but she appears happy. At peace. Calm even. Considering what I just put her through, my woman is tough, tougher than I probably give her credit for. But being tough mentally doesn’t hold up when there are men who will do anything to get at the Bachelors.

And to do that, they go through the people we love.

This is why we don’t settle down.

Or if we do, the women are not your typical Makaylie—the sweet, innocent types.

She won’t handle my life in the Bachelors.

She won’t fit that lifestyle.

The women in the brotherhood arenothinglike her.

Those women are cunning, conniving, with an air of evil. Makaylie has none of that in her. She’s everything I want to be. She is everything I’m finding ithardto be. The man I am and the man I want to be are two different things. But for her, I would try, and I am willing to be anyone.

It all depends on what I amableto do.

Time will tell.

She is worth fighting for.

How do I know? Because no one has managed to get me to open up about my parents. She has. I never thought I’d be able to speak about that again. Yet, she made it okay for me to talk about it with her. Even though I feel the anger, hurt, and despair creeping in in the pit of my stomach, Makaylie being there somehow made it okay. She eased my pain. At the same time, the thought of losing her in some untimely horrific way made me panic.

The shit my brotherhood would do to someone like her—unthinkable.

She’s stunningly beautiful. They would no doubt defile her in the most unpleasant ways or worse…

She wouldn’t recover from that kind of pain.

And that would be on me for keeping her.

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