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Chapter 22
Leah
I blink my eyes, the sun shining through the black curtains, and I furrow my brows before looking around the room to see I'm not in the guest room. I can't help it—the little smile forms on my lips. The room is large, the walls light gray, and the furniture glossy black. There's a double door straight in front of me with blinds going down to the balcony. To my right, there's another double door—I'm guessing a walk-in wardrobe—then a single frosted door to the bathroom. I look towards the nightstand to my right to see if there's a clock, but there isn't; instead, there's a picture of me from roughly three years ago. My head is back, and I'm laughing on the club's picnic field, and my heart jumps in my chest. Next to the picture of me is the scan of our boy, then a brand new one of me and him yesterday, smiling wide at the camera, me in my cap and gown while he holds my bump.
My heart skips, butterflies fly in my stomach that could or could not be the baby, and right near the photo is a note.
I swallowed hard before picking it up.
Angel,
I had to go to the bar to do paperwork, and I didn't want to disturb you.
There are muffins in the kitchen.
Do me a favor and pack a bag for three days; we're going away as a graduation gift.
I love you, Angel, so fucking much; you are my everything.
This is happening, so get ready, baby.
Love forever and always,
Your Lucas xx
I bite my bottom lip.
Can I do this?
Can I give him a chance?
These men seem to like to screw up a lot.
Sighing, I get up to pee. The bathroom is large, and the tub looks absolutely perfect to sink into. I look around the gray marble counters and furrow my brows when I notice my stuff. I quickly go to the wardrobe and enter the light room, and yep, just as I suspected, the bastard has moved me into his room while I was sleeping.
I chuckle and shake my head.
He's not going to give up, is he?
Huffing, I shake my head again, answering my own question, before I quickly put on my white and gray jumper dress with some black flats. I run a brush through my hair before rushing down the stairs of Gunners, and well, I guess my home before grabbing my keys from the kitchen counter. I run out of his rustic-looking living area, which is just wow; it's gorgeous; everything is dark oak, full of dark browns and blacks; even the mantel around the fireplace is rustic oak; it's amazing. I haven't really paid attention to his house; I spent most of my time in the guest room. I guess I need to change that now.
Shaking my head, I'm losing focus. I need to see Gun... Lucas; he's Lucas, my Lucas.
I have to see him.
I quickly rush out to my crappy car that he still hasn't scrapped because I won't let him, and I head to the front gate. I wave at Shane, who comes to the window, and he clears his throat.
"I don't want to get hit because, well, I know you have a good swing, but, uh, I don't think that you..."
I smile. "I'm going to see Lucas."
He sees the sincerity in my eyes, and he grins wide. "Well, it's about damn time."
I laugh while he lets me out before I head to the bar.
I've let him suffer long enough; it's time to put the past to bed and see if we can have what we should have had before jealousies got in the way. We need to hash everything out so we can have a clean slate, and hopefully, I can learn to fully forgive him for hurting me over the years because I honestly don't know if I can live without that man.
Not even twenty minutes later, I'm parking near the bar's back exit, and I swallow hard.
