Page 66 of Reignite

It literally hurt my heart that Gray had been living in fear of hurting me and that he thought not being together would ever be better.

If we got out of this alive I was going to clear that up, help him understand we were the best when we were together. Then I was going to slap him upside the head for ever thinking otherwise.

All’s fair in war as they say.”

“Love and war, Fos. I did love you.”

Uh-oh. That was not the right thing for Serena to say.

He got a new clarity in his eye and aimed the gun directly at her.

She raised hers as well, but then dropped her arm to the side. “This is all my fault. I should have told you everything. I should have been there for you. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”

“Noooo.” Foster howled and shoved me toward Serena using me as a shield.

She dropped her gun and grabbed me.

I was strange how I could see every tiny movement that happen in the next second. The muscles in Foster’s arm and hand tensed as he fired. The kickback from the bullet leaving the gun. The way his entire body jerked and crumpled to the floor as Gray rushed him and they barreled into the glass.

Tiny shards sparkled through the air and the glass tinkled as it scattered. The light from the projector glinted off the gun and I saw two flashes even before I heard the gun go off.

I’m sure I screamed and tried to pull away from Serena, but all my movements were in that same slow motion.

No one moved. Not Serena. Not Foster. Not Gray.

Por favor. Don’t let me lose him again.

The world whooshed back and even though I had bare feet and skin and pulled away from Serena and rushed to Gray, grabbing his shoulders and yanking him to me.

“Gray? Gray?” Was he hurt? He was breathing. He wasn’t dead. “Grayson.”

The gun was in his hand and two huge blotches of blood and torn skin and clothing marred Foster’s chest.

He was dead.

Gray had killed him.

For real this time.

The gun dropped from his hand and clattered to the floor. Gray looked at it, glanced at Foster, and then to me. “It’s over, you’re free.”

I wrapped him up in my arms and held him so tight because I was never, ever letting him go. “We’re free, my love. We’re free.”

“Angel, I’m sorry. I never should have left you alone. I thought I could protect you better. I failed you all over again.”

His arms wrapped around me and he lowered his head to my neck. I’d never tell anyone about the tears that flowed over my skin.

“No. You listen to me. You have never failed me. There have been a lot of times when we didn’t always do right by each other, but we were together now. I don’t want you to ever be afraid of losing me ever again. I am yours. Always yours. Do you hear me?”

“Ah, love. How can you be? I’ve hurt you so many times. I watched you heal these last months. You’re so strong, stronger than you know. You don’t need me. You never did.”

Imbécil. “Grayson I-don’t-know-your-middle-name Baker. If I wasn’t so happy you were alive I would fucking kill you. Don’t be stupid.”

He held me tighter and didn’t say a word.

“Gray. Do you love me?” I knew the answer to that. I hoped he did too.

He finally lifted his head and looked so deep into myeyes. “Yes. I always have.”

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