Page 117 of Blade

Narrowing her eyes, she stomped up to me.

“Are you fucking kidding me? You’re trying to excuse your way out of this?”

“Not an excuse. There is no excuse. I’m trying to explain.”

“Fuck you, Micah.” Becca turned and stalked back to the bike. “Take me home.”

“Baby, wait.”

She whipped around on me, “Don’t you dare ‘Baby’ me. What you did was wrong, Micah.”

“It was, I know. I can’t change it. I wish to God that I could. There are so many things I wish I could change, but I need you to understand that you were wrong.”

“WHAT? I was wrong? Tell me, how was I wrong, Micah?”

“Please calm down, Becca.”

I knew in that moment I had fucked up.

Rachel wasn’t the only woman in my life with a mean right hook.

I never saw it coming. One second, I was pleading with the woman I loved to give me a second chance, and the next, I was on the fucking ground.

Yup, on the ground.

This little slip of a thing caught me so off guard that when she socked me in the jaw, I lost my footing and landed on my ass.

Score two for Becca.

I decided staying down was the better alternative until I finished what I had to say.

“You were wrong about me not wanting you. You were wrong about me not looking for you. I made a mistake in letting you go. Not just the first time when I didn’t tell you the truth about my father. But the second time when I let your mother convince me you were better off without me.”

I caught her off guard with my words and took the chance to stand up. Slowly, I walked over to her.

“I take full responsibility for every fucked-up thing I’ve done since the first day I met you when we were seven years old. I screwed up, baby. Please, give me another chance? Now that everything is out in the open, all the secrets revealed, and all the lies exposed. Do you think you could still love me? Because, baby, I love you with everything I have. You are it for me. You’ve been it for me, even when I thought I could never have you. Can you forgive me?”

“I never stopped loving you, Micah, even when you were dead. That’s why I couldn’t move on. I wanted you in my life. In my dreams of the future, it was always you.”

I waited as she stared at me. I could see her mind working over all the information I gave her, trying to come to terms with everything and decide what she wanted.

She walked up to me, and I braced myself.

“But if you ever lie to me again, just remember, I have a dad now with a badge and a gun, and an uncle who knows how to hide a body.”

I threw my head back and laughed.

Becca reached up, pulling me down by the back of my neck, and kissed me. Licking the seam of my lips, she tried to control the kiss. She didn’t know that’s not how this worked, and I pulled her to me and showed her who was in charge.

I lifted her up, and she wrapped her legs around my waist. Holding her hips, I ground her pussy against my cock and swallowed her moan.

“It’s been a long fucking week, baby. You gonna let me have this pussy here? In our spot?”

“Outside? What if someone sees us?”

“No one knows about this place. You have any idea how many times we laid up here looking at the stars and my dick was hard as a rock wanting to be inside you?”

I walked her away from my bike and carefully laid her down in the same spot we used to watch the clouds roll by and the stars shoot across the night sky.

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