“I’m good with my fury and heartbreak so you can fuck right off,” Nevaeh seethes, and I hold her tighter when her voice breaks.
“I’msosorry, baby. Please give me a chance.One more. If I hurt you again, you can put me in a grinder, dump my body in the ocean, or ruin my filing cabinet. Any punishment you decide, I’ll accept it without excuses, just please come home with me.”
Still wrapped around her, I don’t stop kissing her neck every few seconds.I can never get enough of my sweetheart.
She accidentally snorts and then slaps her forehead for ruining her passive front. I’m just glad my apology is doingsomegood, but then her snicker turns into a sniffle, and before I know it, she is breaking down.
I can’t even try to soothe her because hearing her cry makes my throat close up, and then I’m crying with her.
Nevaeh grips my arms around her waist when she feels me shaking behind her and my tears on her neck.
Fates we are a mess.
“I d-don’t want to let you in, only for you to abandon me again. I get it okay? I get that you thought it was best this way to ensure our safety, but you could’ve talked to me instead of kicking me out like that. That was a dick move.”
My sweet girl hiccups when she tries to talk through her hurt. Her fear and pain are more than justified, but she has to know if it wasn’t for her safety, I wouldn’t even let her go the bathroom by herself, let alone live in the middle of nowhere.
I wipe her tears before wrapping my arms around her shoulders, and I kiss her cheek repeatedly. Wiping her cheek against my sweater sleeve—which is her favorite on me—she wipes off my kisses, but it’s useless because I keep adding more.
Judging by how hard she’s trying to hold back a smile, I know my cheeky girl is doing it on purpose. My sweetheart loves attention and kisses.
After making sure she’s not crying anymore, I hold her close to me and rest my cheek against hers. She leans on me with all her weight—just like always, which I proudly support.
Kissing her forehead, I pick her up to sit her on the counter. With my hands on her thighs, I make space to stand between her legs and pull her close.
Massaging her hips, I can’t stop thinking about fattening her up once again. I don’t like how much lighter she feels now.
Nevaeh plays with the collar of my sweater. The feel of her soft fingers skimming the skin on my neck makes it hard to focus.
“As much I wanted to show the world the consequences of hurting my mate, we needed more than revenge, baby. Trust me, no one walked out unscathed, but I had to make sure every single traitor was dealt with before they did more harm to my family…to my heart.”
Nevaeh looks away, blushing, but the hurt in her eyes is unmistakable. Cupping her soft cheeks, I kiss her forehead, then her nose and then pepper kisses all over her face until my beautiful mate is giggling as she tries to pry her face from my greedy lips.
I’ve won battles against the world and myself to be where I am, but ironically, the only person I would kneel for is the one who makes me feel on top of the world.
Nevaeh is the only woman who could ask for my last breath, and I would simply askwhen.
Without my sweetheart, I’m nothing. A planet discarded from its galaxy. A star collapsing on itself. A rock in space floating with no direction. She’s what makes life worth living.
“It was never your fault, baby. I loved you too much to stand by and wait for them to take you away from me.” I press our bodies together, hating the slightest bit of space between us at the moment.
“I was not protecting my people from you, sweetheart; I was protectingyoufromus.We failed you. I should’ve knownanyone’s malicious intentions for you, so I never had to hurt you like I did.”
Nevaeh ducks her head when a new tear slips. With my index finger under her chin, I make her look into my eyes when I apologize again for hurting the love of my life.
“I’m truly sorry and deeply ashamed of every word that left my mouth that day. I hate myself for hurting my love. Can you forgive me, sweetheart?Please?I don’t expect it to be now, but maybe in a week? A month? I’ll wait no matter—”
Nevaeh surprises me by crashing her lips to mine. Her fingers grip my hair to bring me closer. I freeze for a second before the surprise fades away, and I kiss her back with every fiber of my being. I pour all my love into the kiss. My lips caress hers softly and passionately, letting her know how much I love her. How much I missed her.
When she pulls back, I follow to keep kissing her because, at this moment, I need her more than I need air.
My refusal to let her breathe makes her laugh into the kiss, and finally, seeing her smile after the hurt I imposed helps shed some weight off my heart.
“You came back for me.” She looks surprised, like there is a universe in which I wouldn’t.
“I always will,” I assure her, placing another quick kiss on her lips.
“You’re not forgiven yet. I have terms, Angel.” My sweetheart says cheekily before letting me kiss her nose again.
