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“Say it again,” he says, clenching his jaw and taking my face in both of his hands.

“I love you,” I say again, and again, and again, tears falling from my eyes, biting my lips so hard it hurts.

He lowers his face until our noses touch, his thumbs stroking my jaw, shaking his head in disbelief. “Love ya like it's the only damn thing I know, Angel.” His thumb catches a tear falling on my cheek, “Love ya so fuckin’ much, Rose.”

We’re close enough that I feel his minty breath dancing over me. I bite my lips then wet them, my chest heaving in anticipation.

And because I've missed him more than air itself, I tug his shirt toward me and kiss him with the rest of the strength I have in me. My body is responding to him like it found its home again. He strokes my cheeks delicately with his large rough hands, touching me as if I could break like a China plate.

Kissing me once more, our foreheads connect as he whispers to me.

“We're it, Angel. No more running away.”

And I nod, tears running on my face while I bite a small grin.

Chapter 19

Vox

She loves me.

She told me.

And my black, twisted heart can’t even process it.

I must’ve been a saint in another life to get an angel like her to love a guy like me, but fuck, I’ll take it. Alive and in my arms, the adrenaline starts leavin’ my body, holdin’ onto my girl nestled in my arms.

Where she belongs.

The van parks in the club lot and I rush toward the door, holding Rose in my arms. She’s still foggy and partly unresponsive. I need to get her to a doctor fuckin’ now or I’ll snap. Shadow runs past me and opens the door, resting one hand on my shoulders, stopping me a second before we enter.

“Doc is there, but Ares wants to see ya.” His eyes are serious and worried.

Of course, I knew this would happen.

He glances back at the van. “Carter is bringin’ her father to the basement.”

I nod, clenching my jaw. “Can you keep an eye on her…?” I know it’s a lot to ask but I can’t let her alone.

“Of course, brother,” he says, following me to my office where I lay Rose on the couch I got next to my desk. The doc is already here, a short old white hair man, used to our way of life and most important of all, never asks questions.

Kneeling one leg on the floor, I kiss her lips one last time before everythin’ changes again. For the good or for the worst. Her hand grabs my hand on her cheek and tug at it.

“Stay,” I read on her tremblin’ lips.

Fuck, I don’t want to leave her even for a second .

“I need to talk to Ares, and then I’ll come back to ya, I promise,” I tell her, hoping to reassure her.

But the truth is, I have no fuckin’ idea what’s coming in the next hour.

“No matter what happens next, trust me. Promise me you'll trust me and won't run away.”

She nods and mouths, “I promise.”

I kiss her forehead before turning my back on her without looking back. If I did, I'd run back to her the moment her blue eyes would catch mine.

Steele is already waiting for me at my office door, looking fuckin’ awkward. Yeah, not fuckin’ easy to be around your VP when you don’t know if you can trust him anymore.

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