Page 168 of Exposed

Uncontrollably.

There’s nothing in the world I need more than her, so I move.

Granted, not fast.

My body fucking hurts.

Micah stands over them, cell to his ear, and staring at the ground with his other hand gripping the back of his neck. I can barely see his face, but his expression is nothing but pained.

Hell, even Rocco is here. He’s crouched low with a hand on Goldie’s bare shoulder, consoling her.

When I get to them, I stop.

Not one of them notices me.

“Hey.”

Micah glances up first.

For a microsecond, he looks like he’s seen ghost

Until he mutters, “Fuck me.”

His cell falls from his hand, and he almost tackles me to the ground. Somehow we stay vertical, and I know for a fact it’s not me. I’m still dizzy.

I hear Rocco next. “You’ve got to be kidding me. Goldie. Goldie!”

When I finally push the offensive lineman off me, I see her. Her dark eyes hit mine at the same moment I look down.

“Dammit, King. We thought you were dead.” Brax curses me for almost dying, but I never break eye contact with Goldie.

Her sobs turn to tears of joy.

Don’t ask me how I know the difference. I just do.

I fall to my knees at the same moment she throws herself into my arms.

Finally.

My world balances.

I’m the fire to her water.

She calms my intensity.

And I know for a fact…

I can’t live without her.

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THANK YOU

King

“King?”

Damn.

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