Page 84 of The Marine

The rest is now history.

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

AIDAN

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Ipull into the parkinggarage of the corporation I’m meeting with and slide the Porsche into a visitor’s spot.

I lean back in the seat and let out a long breath.

I need a moment.

Like a whole moment. Just to think. To pull in oxygen and get my head around what’s happening.

Briar is back.

In my life. In my home. In my fucking bed.

We should’ve talked last night. I don’t know what happened to make her run into my arms—although I did cast my eyes over her body for damage and found none.

I know I’m blindly letting this continue at the risk of my heart. This time I’m not going to walk away. I’m fighting for her. There’s no way I’m letting her stay married to Kael.

I don’t trust him.

Call it instinct or years of training.

I should have fought for her ten years ago and she never would have married him. But I was young and innocent and extremely concerned about how the situation was going to impact me joining the Marine Corps.

It almost did.

But once the shitstorm had passed and her father’s autopsy came back showing he’d had a heart attack, and that there was no proof me punching him could have caused it, Briar finally agreed to see me.

“We’ve told Mrs. Sutton that the state is not pressing charges. There is no case here.” The police officially informed us.

It was enough for us to move on—in my mind—and I arranged to meet Briar at a park we often visited.

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