Page 50 of The Deed to a Gangsta's Heart

“I do,” I confessed before kissing her temple.

“Wow. I knew it.”

It felt like déjà vu, but this time, Farrah had a smile on her face as she looked from me to Callie.

“Farrah.” I spoke.

“Hey.” She waved at both of us. “I always knew the two of you would get together.”

“Don’t tell me you’re another ex that thinks he was cheating on you with me, because if so—”

Farrah chuckled quietly as her hand lifted. “Look, I heard about what happened with Leyla. Even if I thought that, I wouldn’t say it out loud. But no, that’s not what I think.” Her eyes shifted to me. “I know you were faithful to me. I also knew you loved her as more than just a friend.”

“Well you knew more than we did back then,” I replied.

“That’s usually how it is. Sometimes it’s easier to see what’s there when you’re on the outside looking in.”

She gave us a genuine smile before walking away.

“I wonder what people saw when they saw us that we didn’t see,” Callie muttered.

“Doesn’t matter. We got the vision now, and I ain’t ever coming up off you.”

She turned in my arms and my hands lowered to her hips as we kissed.

Epilogue

Armor

Several Months Later

To celebrateour six month anniversary, I took Luci where we met and made sure the table we shared would be available. Our flight would leave in the morning to take us to Miami then Vegas, but before that, I had to propose. The last few months of us living together had been perfect. We’d met each other’s families, and I was closer to mine. The only thing that would have made my life better was having her as my wife.

We had the same menu—cognac, wine, chocolate cake, and a charcuterie board. I requested the same songs be played for us to dance to. By the time our night drew to an end, I felt peace and calm more than I felt nervousness. Nervousness would have been a sign of a lack of confidence, and I was more than confident that Luci would agree to bemy wife.

“This was fun,” she said after I paid the tab.

“It was. I’d stay longer but we need to rest up for our trip tomorrow.”

“I’m excited.” She shimmied in her seat as I casually stood and walked over to her.

“Thank you for the best six months of my life, sweetheart.”

“You’re wel—Armor…”

Her eyes widened as I kneeled and pulled her ring out of my pocket.

“I meant it when I said I wanted you to be my wife. I also meant it when I said I was waiting for time to align with what was in my heart. I hope six months is enough because—”

She collapsed into my arms and covered my lips with hers. Her arms wrapped around me as I deepened the kiss.

“Yes,” she muttered against my lips before kissing me again.

As those around us clapped, I cupped her face and tilted it as I slipped my tongue into her mouth.

Finally, my heart had the protection of my rib.

Finally, I had the armor for my heart, and I would be the same for Luci.

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