Page 170 of Tattooed Love

“Then you aren’t staying with him. No sister of mine is a fling.” He closed the door after telling her that.

Good. I liked this even better. Their eyes went back to me.

“Don’t even think about making a move Jax,” Cole grumbled as he passed me and got in the car.

His request fell on deaf ears. That was exactly what I was going to do. I was going to make a move on her.

I walked around the car. If the boys were banning her from going to Tae’s place tonight, it meant she would be staying at their place. I smirked. The boys could handle the gun deal without me. I had more important things to do tonight than hand off millions worth in guns.

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I pulled up to the boys’ new house. They had pulled strings and got the set up on the same day they bought it. When it came to money, they didn’t care. They wanted to give Amber a home.

And that’s what they did.

I don’t think she realized that they bought it for her though.

I killed my engine. The boys were handling the deal and I was going to spend time with the woman I loved.

Yeah. I loved her - incredibly and completely loved her, and I wanted her back.

I leaned my bike to the side and got off. Walking towards the house; I knew she was inside, and that she’d spent the day with her brothers. Her and I didn’t get a chance to talk.

In fact, she made it a point not to be by herself with me. The one opportunity we had had, she’d fled.

I rang the doorbell and waited.

The door opened and I grinned immediately on seeing her. She was still wearing her suit skirt and top, but the jacket was gone and so were the heels.

She frowned at me. “The boys aren’t her,” she said slowly, looking at me. “But you know that.”

I nodded my head. “Not here to see them, sweetheart.”

Her eyes hardened. “Why aren’t you at the deal?”

Because you are more important. I shrugged my shoulders. “Why aren’t you?”

She lifted her phone and flashed it to me. “I am.”

I saw the camera feed on her phone. “Being the invisible hand?”

She sighed and nodded her head.

“Can I come in?” I took a step closer to her and noticed her clench the door tighter. “Please, sweetheart.” I took another step closer to her. I had learned the hard way. I had learned that my life was nothing without her. There was no life without her.

How could I ever think I could live without her?

She was glaring at the porch steps, not answering, not moving, and not letting me in.

“Come on Amber.” I reached out for her. My hands landed on her hips, and, dipping my head, I tried to get her to look me in the eye. I lowered my voice. “Please sweetheart.”

She looked up and I saw the debate in her eyes. “You should be at the deal. Not here.”

The deal was merely the pawn I’d used to get her back. She was the point of the chess game to begin with. I didn’t say anything. She had to know I would do anything to get her back, to make up for my mistakes.

She brushed my hands off her, and I thought if she rejected me right now, well I wasn’t sure what would be left of me. The only way I had been functioning was because I had known she was coming home but, as of tonight, my purpose to get up tomorrow morning wouldn’t be there. I couldn’t look forward to her coming home because she was home so I was hoping and praying she didn’t reject me.

I’d hoped at the very least it would take her time before she pushed me away, if at all. I’d used everything in me to get her to be close to me. To prove to her I had changed.

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