Page 129 of Heads You Lose (Grim & Beast Duet 2)

“So,” Christy repeats, taking one of his hands and one of mine. I reach for Ford’s other hand and we stand in a little circle just looking at one another.

“You okay? Nervous?” Ford asks, his dirty blonde hair styled off his face, making him look especially handsome. Long gone is the lost little boy who was jaded by life. Asia has been good for him. Sonny, Eastern and Camden too. They’ve got an incredible bond, one that many can only dream of ever experiencing in their lifetime. I’m so happy they found each other.

“I’m not nervous at all. I’mhappy,” I say, a laugh bubbling up my throat. “Though admittedly there were times that I never thought this day would come. But I always had faith. Mainly because a little girl once told me that I’d get my happily ever after.”

Christy smiles, her eyes welling with happy tears. “You deserve it. You both do. Look what you’ve done for me and Ford. For Asia and Pen. You and Beast, you’re good people like I always knew you were.”

“And you’re my family,” I reply, swallowing back the lump in my throat. “Come here,” I say, folding my arms around my little brother and baby sister, thankful that they got their happily ever afters too.

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Beast of Burden

BEAST

The music beginsto play and I have to admit, I feel like I’m about to lose my guts out of my arsehole and ruin this banging Ted Baker suit. Thing is, everyone thinks I’m nervous because I’m about to marry the love of my life.

I’m not.

I’m nervous because somehow I got talked into doing a performance right here at Tales on my motherfucking wedding day by those arsehole Breakers who call themselves my friends.

Fuckwads.

We’ve been practising for weeks. Whenever Kate thought I was training at the gym with the other fighters at the club, I was secretly meeting with the lads, and going over this bastard routine.

I mean, what thefuckwas I thinking?

How the hell did I let Dax persuade me to do this elaborate number where the Breakers are spinning on their knees down the fucking aisle and I’ve got these complicated dance steps.

Even Hudson and his brothers, as well as Ford and his bros, are joining in.

I mean seriously, I’m a fucking cage fighter not Micheal-bloody-Flately.

“Ah fuck! I’m gonna be sick,” I say to Connall who just slaps me on the back and grins.

“Mate, you wanted to be the ultimate romantic. This shit is legendary. You’ll be getting guaranteed blowjobs for the rest of your days if you pull this off.”

“Fuck off, you’re not even taking part!”

“Can’t, sprained my ankle training with you in the gym,” he replies, smirking.

“How fucking convenient!” I gripe.

“Fuck!” I exclaim, looking up at Dax who gives me a wink and then steps out of the row of seats just as Pen, Asia and Christy enter the warehouse.

Behind them, Kate and Ford follow and for a moment my heart stops fucking beating.

Fuck me, she’s a vision.

Next to me Connall whistles, but I barely register him as my eyes lock with Kate’s and she gives me the most dazzling smile before her attention is taken by Dax who steps out into the aisle and starts twirling on his right foot like one of those spinning top toys. The bastard makes dancing look effortless.

Pen gasps, this is as much of a surprise for her as it is for Asia and Grim. Even Christy looks shocked and we all know that barely anything gets past her. But the surprise doesn’t stop there and they all look on in amazement as Eastern, Sonny, Camden, York and Zayn step out of their seats dotted around the space and start dancing the routine that Xeno has been teaching us all for the past few weeks. Of course the guests love it and start cheering and whistling. A few get to their feet as well, joining in just for the hell of it. Beside me Connall snorts with laughter, he knows as well as I that I can’t fucking dance.

“Oh mate, you better pull this off or you’re going to look like a right tit,” Connall whispers as Xeno leaps off a seat halfway down the aisle and somersaults in the air, landing on the floor in front of his girlfriend, Pen. He reaches up and presses a kiss against her hand then looks over his shoulder at me and nods.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

Back to the panicking.

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