Page 133 of King of Pain
Chance closes his eyes briefly, then nods. “That’s fair.” He looks at me again, determination burning behind his eyes. “But just know—I’m not going to ease up on trying.”
I huff a sarcastic laugh. “Of course not.”
He smiles and says, “I want a second chance. A second chance at… us.”
I can feel the lump in my throat growing.
Then he hesitates, shifting on his feet before his voice turnsquiet. Almost shy.
“Can I at least see Little G?”
My heart presses against my chest.
He exhales roughly. “I feel awful having left him like that. I’d really like to see him. And if you’re open to it…maybe visitation rights?”
His eyes are sofucking sadit takes me a minute to form words.
I shake my head slightly. “I don’t know. He was really confused—” I stop, narrowing my eyes. “Wait.How do you knowI didn’t give him away after you didn’t come back?”
Chance raises a brow. “Because Iknowyour heart, Ant. You would never in a million years do that.”
I huff, knowing he’s right.
Then he shrugs. “Besides, I confirmed it with Lexi.”
My eyes narrow. “Really?”
He grins sheepishly. “Yeah. She came over a couple days after the bar. Yelled at me some more. Punched me in the shoulder a few times.”
I wince.
“Then we had some tequila, I told hereverything, and we spent the night crying.”
Silence hangs between us.
Chance shifts, clearly nervous.
Iblow out a breath.“Fine.You can see him Saturday.But I’m bringing him toyourplace. You don’t get to know where I liveyet.”
Chance’s lips curve. “Yet, hmm?”
I point at him. “Don’t push it.Just text me your address later.”
I try to sound confident, but I’m barely managing not to grab a fistful of his t-shirt to haul him against my body.
God, how does he do that to me?
Chance grins, backing away. “I’m going to go now.I’ll see you Saturday… Beautiful.” Then he spins and keeps walking.
My eyes drop to his ass.
Oh yeah.That’show he does that to me.
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You’re the Inspiration
Chance
