Page 471 of The Tempted

One reckless night that resulted with the most perfect boy.

The girl who gave me my heart.

Lauren, the good girl who completed this bad boy.

For a man who never stepped foot inside of a church and had to be taught how to pray it was pretty ironic that I found myself back at the chapel, in front of God and not Satan. I made the sign of the cross as I slid into the first pew and stared up at the altar.

We may not be the best of men, me and my brothers, and Lord knows we all have our sins but I like to think that God took Bones and spared him Hell. I want to believe that saving Lauren’s life and the baby’s life earned him a ticket to Heaven and washed away his sins. I wanted to think that sitting here in the chapel, where people pray and talk to God and their loved ones, was where I could go to talk to Bones because right now he was the only person I wanted to speak to, the person I wanted to run to and tell that Lauren was okay and so was Pea.

Thanks to him.

Thanks to his sacrifice.

And I wanted to ask God to forgive me for all I was about to do.

I walked to the candles and lit one for Bones and one for my soul before I made one last bargain with God, asking him to watch over my family and forgive me of my sins.

I walked out of the chapel, checked in on Pea, and on my way back to Lauren I made the call to Jack.

“Parrish,” he answered.

“It’s me. I’m hungry, Jack,” I clipped, as I stared through the glass window at Lauren.

“Yeah, I bet I know what you have a hankering for,” he replied.

“Make it happen,” I ordered, before disconnecting the call and shoving my phone back into my pocket.

Heart.

It keeps you from being reckless.

Heart.

I wouldn’t be reckless but I was going to fucking settle the score.My way.

For Bones.

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