Page 71 of Imperfection is Beauty

Shaking my head I turned and headed back to my car, but stopped when Grenade called out from his bike, “Marcus?”

I stopped, then turned back to look at him, “Know who you are, know what your brother was accused of. Don’t think I need to say, but I’m going to anyway. You hurt her; they’ll never find the body after I have every cell of your skin burnt off by a blow torch. Then, I’ll go after your whole family. We clear?”

I nodded, “Know you should have found her sooner. You ever not come when she needs you, I got friends in low places. I know who to call.”

Unbeknownst to me, that was how I got her father’s permission to ask her to marry me when the time was right.

Chapter 16

Scarlett

The past five weeks have felt like something written out of a freakingDanielle Steelenovel meetsNicholas Sparks,meetsKristen Ashley, a few of my favorite authors.

And what I mean by that, well, it all started right after the storm scared me, and he came over.

Honestly, if I hadn’t lived it. If I hadn’t experienced it. I never would have believed any of it was possible.

How did he know?

How did he know exactly what to do to calm me down?

And when I asked him that morning after we woke up still in the tub, me laying atop his big body, his monster erection pressed into my thigh, my comforter still lying atop our bodies.

“Because, with you, I just go with my gut. Seems like I was made for you. Don’t it?”

And that was when he pressed a kiss on my forehead, then walked out of the bathroom and closed the door.

After I had done what I needed to do, I opened the door, stepped out of the bathroom, teeth brushed, and hair wrangled.

Then he used it.

But not before he got up from my bed, walked over to me, his duffle bag in one hand, his other hand spanned my hip, and I knew he was referring to me trying to let him use the bathroom first earlier.

“You matter to me. I’ll be damned I take care of myself before I take care of you. And Shortcake, that’s in all things,” and with that, the big lumbering giant, closed the bathroom door, his duffle making a resounding smack when I heard it hit the tile.

All that week, we spent time together.

And the week that followed that, and that week… Well, that was when I thought we had become an us.

He had asked me to go to his home game, I never told him I was planning to go anyway but he surprised me after work with a ticket to sit in the box. In the family box.

The game had been scheduled to come on at four in the afternoon. However, due to a massive thunderstorm, the game was postponed, and the players were free to either sit in the locker room or go to the family box.

Apparently, Daemon had been shocked when Marcus followed him and Braydon out.

And he made it known just how shocked he was when I overheard their entire conversation from where I sat next to Aliyah, who had remembered me from the hospital, on that fateful day.

Marcus

The past five weeks… hell, they really have been the time of my life.

And that was all thanks to one person.

However, there was one person that I was seriously willing to end my eighteen-year-long friendship with.

Daemon, my asshole of a best friend.

It all happened when there was a game delay due to a massive thunderstorm that had rolled in. The weather had forecasted that it would be over our area by three in the afternoon.

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