Page 33 of Follow Me to Your Heart
“You followed me?”
“Right to your heart.”
I tapped her nose with my finger. “I wouldn’t have it any other way. We’re right where we’re supposed to be.”
“Exactly.”
“Are you going to meet up and talk with Sienna when you get back?”
Korren expelled a breath and hunched her shoulders. “I don’t know. Probably not right when I get back, but I will eventually. I’m still in my feelings.”
“That’s your best friend, KoKo. You can’t shut her out forever. You’d be wrong not to hear her out.”
“I guess you’re right. It’s just . . . she’s one person I never thought would hurt me. That night still affects me, Cage, and she has no idea.”
The thought of Jody irritated my soul and had my trigger finger itching. If I could go back and find him, I would. I guess Korren noticed my change in demeanor because she wiggled up closer to me and kissed my chin.
“I’m okay, Cage. I promise.”
I tucked my hands underneath her armpits and pulled her up to where we were face-to-face. She giggled, pushing her hair back to where it wouldn’t fall into my face. We kissed, long and deep. Her hand trailed down my stomach to the waistband of my black and white checkered pajama pants that matched hers.
“Fuck,” I muttered. Her soft, cold flesh gripped my member and stroked. She swirled her tongue around mine and moaned. I gripped her wrist and glared up at her. “KoKo.”
“Hmm?”
“Don’t ignore your feelings, baby. If you need to go talk to someone about everything, do it. You can’t bury yourself in life to avoid how you feel.”
“Can I bury myself in you to avoid it?”
“You can bury yourself in me for whatever. Just know I’ll give you the outlet you need, however you need it. I’ll set yousomething up with a therapist while holding you tight and being your shoulder to cry on. I got you.”
As I expected, Korren nuzzled her face into my neck and cried. The harder she cried, the angrier I became. Jody had scarred her, and I let him live. I had to take it as God keeping me from something, so I shook off the urge to kill and comforted my baby.
Korren cried herself to sleep. I didn’t move a muscle as I watched her breathing become normal.
Never had I feared anything in my life, but loving her scared me. It scared me because I’d never regretted anything when it came to her. The dried-up tears on her face were reminders of the nigga who hurt her. I tried to remind myself I’d handled the problem, but her lingering hurt had me thinking otherwise.
When I said loving her made me crazy, I meant that shit.
“You sure you want to do this?” Red asked, tucking his gun in his waistband.
I rubbed my beard, closely watching Jody’s apartment. There were still a few stragglers, and I didn’t want to bust in quite yet. I needed him to be alone. I needed him caught off guard, just as he’d caught Korren off guard.
“Yeah,” was all I offered Red.
He sat back in the passenger seat and exhaled. “You don’t want do to this, for real, Cage.”
“What makes you think that?”
“I heard about what he did to Korren. While it was fucked up, you don’t want to take his life over it. You got your lick back when you shot him and ended his career. This isn’t like you. Don’t let loving her make you do something you’ll regret.”
“You don’t understand, Red. He hurt my baby. She’s scarred by his actions, man. You think I’m supposed to let that shit ride?”
Red pulled on the blunt between his fingers and offered it to me. I shook my head. He shrugged, took another long pull, and answered. “You didn’t let it ride. You did what you needed to do in that moment. What’s doubling back going to do for you?”
“Make me feel better knowing he’s not a problem anymore.”
“Whether he’s dead or alive, he’s going to be a problem until Korren heals. That’s what’s eating at you now. Let’s keep it real. You’re not a real killer, Cage. You do so when it’s necessary, but to act on impulse isn’t you. Don’t let loving Korren fuck around and have you locked up for not using your head like you usually do.”
