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“Oh shit,” Beast mutters and I whip around.

Cooper is standing at the edge of the ring, gripping the fence as he stares up at the box. His eyes drill into mine and I whimper before standing and approaching the edge of the box.

His eyes take on a fierce glow and from one minute to the next, he’s climbing the fence and jumping through the crowd.

The announcer frowns. Wyld raises his arms, and the crowd goes wild but it’s not for the psycho with a wide grin on his face.

Nope it’s for the man hopping over the rows and past his fawning fans.

My heart jumps into my throat when he reaches the box, grabs the edge, and swings up and over.

I think my ovaries swoon. For real.

He lands before me and I press my palm against his chest, my fingers tingling under the rapid beating of his heart.

“Minnie,” he breathes.

“Coop.”

Chapter 53

Cooper

I never thought I would see her again. I tried fucking everything, even stalking Hate until he finally showed up at that fucking diner. After which he refused to tell me shit. Asshole.

Two private investigators failed. Truthfully, I was at the end of my rope and although it pained me to give in, I had to allow her to put distance between us if that’s what she wanted.

It’s been a hard few months though, while I moped around, and my family and Beast tried to get me to snap out of it. Hell, I’m only here because Beast talked me into it and when I glance around and meet his knowing smirk, I shake my head before focusing on my girl.

She looks amazing. Her dark hair slides over her gorgeous tits. She practically glows and I can’t fucking stand being this close without feeling her delicious curves against me.

“Fuck, Min,” I breathe, pulling her into my arms and clutching her warmth to my tingling skin. “I’m going to spank your ass for this later.”

It’s an empty threat but I still smile when she shivers and wraps her arms around me. I don’t want to let her go, everagain. She’s, my home. I know it now better than I could ever understand before.

She lights a fire in me that’s been missing since I watched my dad and sister die. I carried that weight on my shoulders with every step I took. Only Minnie with her brilliant eyes and sassy smile broke me from that trance.

I’ll always regret not doing more to save my family but with Minnie, I have something to look forward to.

Maybe it’s presumptuous but her being here has to be a good sign. Right? I just have to make her see; we’re better doing this shit together.

Tracing my finger over the curve of her lips, I smile when she parts them on a sigh and say, “You think I could just go on without you? Without this?”

“Without what?” she whispers, and I lean my head against hers.

“Minnie, I…I’m a bastard. A selfish prick. I’ve fucked half the world—“

“Nice,” she mumbles.

Chuckling, I peck her on the lips. “Let me finish. I’m not worthy of someone as strong as you. But I want you. I want the feeling you give me when you narrow your eyes and call my damn bluff. You’re the only woman I’ve ever met that makes me want to be something else. Better…”

I trail off with a huff because I’m not explaining myself very well but into the breach she says, “I don't want you to be someone else.”

My heart jumps and I exhale slowly before saying, “I love you. I love your crazy hair. Your beautiful ass. I love your fight and I love your fucking heart.”

I wish I could read her damn face because after baring my damn soul it’s achingly quiet. I’m on the verge of saying morestupid shit just to fill the void and her possible denial when she says, “Oh.”

“Oh?” I rasp. “That’s it?”

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