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“Do you forgive me?” I ask. I'm hoping and praying he will. I don’t know what I’d do without him in my life. He’s my person. The only person who knows everything about me. The person I go to whenever I have a problem or need to talk.

“Right now, I’m pissed and hurt. That’s not going to just go away because you want it too. We both know I forgive you. Doesn’t change how I feel, though.”

“I’ll make it up to you somehow. I promise.”

“You can start by actually hanging out with me tonight. I’ve hardly spent time with you since I got back. Now I know why.”

I nod my head in agreement, even though I was meant to be seeing Megan tonight. It’s probably a good thing I won’t be seeing her now, I’ve got more time before I have to tell her people know about us.

Wreck walks over to the fridge and pulls out two beers. It always amuses me that he doesn’t live here, but his fridge is always stocked with beer. He walks towards his sofa, and I follow. As I sit down, he passes me one of the beers before taking a massive gulp of his own. Once he’s done, he reaches into his pocket and pulls out his phone. Once he’s clicked a few buttons, music starts streaming through his sound system.

We both sit in silence, drinking our beers and listening to the music he’s chosen. Once our beers are finished, we actually start talking. About everything we haven't since he’s been back and I’ve been M.I.A. He asks me about things with Megan, and I tell him about how different she seemed when we first met, and I couldn’t help but want to try with her. I don’t tell him about her getting violent; that was just a one-off, and no one needs to know about that. I know how everyone will react when they find out.

“So how’s she going to react to that fact we all know about you two now?” He asks as he stands to go and get more drinks.

I’m glad he has his back to me right now and can’t see me wince. I know she’s going to be pissed. She was adamant that we should keep our relationship secret for longer. She’s not going to like that it’s been exposed.

“Probably annoyed, but it was going to come out eventually. It’s just earlier than she wanted.”

Wreck doesn’t say anything as he heads back toward me. He just hums, hands me my beer, and sits back down next to me.

“No more secrets, Alex. Promise me.”

“I promise, Avery.”

From the corner of my eye, I see a small smile break out on his face, and it causes nothing but relief to pass through my body. I know we'll be okay.

Chapter Thirty-Seven

Sera

I’m at Devil’s Ink physically, but mentally, my head is on the meeting that should be starting any minute now at Inferno’s. I just hope they manage to sort this shit with Sabbatini, and he’ll give up on wanting me.

On a more positive note, late last night, Wrath rang me to let me know he'd spoken to Flame. They decided to accept my offer, and I’m fucking honored. Flame is setting up all the appointments I’ll need. There’s the one for harvesting my eggs, and then there’s the one for them being implanted. Hopefully, it’s not an overly long process. I want the ball rolling as soon as possible so they can have the baby they want.

I’m working on my technique with my tattoo gun again, and Wreck will more than likely be in to check any minute now. He’s a great teacher, and all the advice he’s given has been fucking invaluable. I’d never have gotten this good without him. I haven’t seen much of his work yet, only the stuff that’s on display, but what I have seen shows me how fucking talented he is.

I’m good with portraits, yeah, but Wreck, he’s good with illustrations. He’s done a massive dragon on someone from one of the pictures in reception, and it looks so fucking life-like it’s actually scary. I wish I had that sort of talent. He seems to think I do with my portraits, but I don’t see it.

Wreck walks into my workspace carrying two cups. I’m guessing they both contain coffee.

“Thanks.” I say as he passes me one.

“No problem. How are you doing?” He asks as he sits down.

“I’m okay. Thinking about the meeting.”

“Me too, but they’ll be fine. Trust me.”

“I hope so. I just want it done and them all back in one piece.”

“I get that. They’ll let us know when it’s over.”

“How are you today anyway? You sort things out with my idiot brother?”

I know it may be a little nosy to ask, but I need to know. The look on Wreck’s face yesterday in that meeting when Shadow’s secret girlfriend was exposed almost broke my heart. He looked so fucking betrayed.

“We’ll get there. He spent last night hanging out with me, which is more than he’s really done since I’ve been back. So it’s a start.”

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