Page 65 of Imperfection is Beauty

A quiet voice in my head whispered.You need to get to her. You need to get to her now.

“Nothing is keeping me from her, not even mother nature,” I told him, and then I opened the door to thunder, lightning, and heavy ass fucking rain.

And then… I raced to her apartment.

Thankfully, I was able to reach my spare duffle with clothes in it, hopefully, she’d let me use her shower again when the power in this area came back on, and then I was out of my car, locking my doors, and vaulting for the foyer.

As soon as I was inside, I shook off some of the water and headed for the steps.

Seeing the lights on the outside were all out, I knew the power in this area was out, which meant the elevator was also out.

So, I climbed the five sets of steps and then headed to her door.

Pulling my phone out, thankfully, I had it in this case so water couldn’t get to it, I shot off a text.

Smirking at imagining her face when she read it.

Me– I’m outside your door. Come let me in. I want my kiss.

I stood there as I waited.

And then… I stood there again.

And again.

And again.

A few minutes passed, and I started to wonder if this was a mistake in coming here.

Was she really that mad at me that I had left her right before she kissed me?

Or… no… she wasn’t like that; she wouldn’t dare kiss me back at her friend's wedding and then have another man over here.

She just didn’t put off those kinds of vibes…. That was when I heard the locks go.

And then… I had one hundred and thirty pounds of a woman jumping up, wrapping her legs around my back, her arms going around my neck, her face pressing into the crook of my neck.

Shaking.

Her whole body was trembling.

Softly, I whispered, “What’s wrong, Shortcake.”

It was a few minutes and then I felt gutted when I could hear how scared she was in her tone as she whispered shakily into my neck, “It’s too dark.”

She clung to me harder after that. Like a fucking monkey.

I knew my Scarlett.

But I didn’t know about this.

And knowing her, I did the only thing I could.

I tightened my hold on her, stepped into her apartment, and flipped the locks.

And then I carried her through her apartment and to her bedroom.

“Need to put you down, Shortcake. I’m fucking soaked.”

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