Взятка

— Ты никогда не будешь одна, — пообещал он. — Пока мое сердце бьется, а легкие наполняются воздухом, ты никогда не будешь одна.

“Easy.” He held up his hands. “I’m a cop. I was going to show you my badge.”“That’s what all serial killers say.”

Every smile I received, I repaid with the same. And for the first time in years, I felt seen. Not recognized. Seen.

“You ready to get out of here?”Her eyes flashed and her tongue darted out to her bottom lip. “I’m all yours.”Music to my ears.

“In public, you’re Jade. But behind closed doors, you’re—”“Lucy?” she breathed.I shook my head. “Mine.”

One day, if the music returned, I was absolutely writing a song about this man.Duke Evans deserved one hell of a song.

I hovered in the doorframe, staying quiet as I watched. Feeling like I was about to lose her. God, she could sing. She was meant for the radio. She was meant for the stage.She was meant to make music.

I’d never been around anyone with such talent. She had more in her fingers than I did in my entire six-foot-two body.

When I buried myself deep inside her, our gazes locked, I made a silent vow to hold tight and cherish this woman for as long as she’d have me.

Lucy had asked if I believed in destiny. I hadn’t, not until her.