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Rose gently bites her bottom lip as she takes in my tired, rough state before we lock eyes again and she says softly, “I have one question for you and I want the truth.”
Fuck.
I take a deep breath and tighten my fists before I grab her knowing it’ll be the wrong move and I nod and admit, “I’ll tell you anything you want to know,” meaning every word.
She’s here, she’s fighting for me, for us, when I should have been the one to fight for her.
I’ll give her the fucking world before informing her that she had her chance to leave me, and her signing those papers with a declaration of her love means I’ll never let her go again, that I’m going to be selfish.
Rose takes a deep breath before she looks me in the eye and asks, “Are you married?”
Fuck me, this girl...
So many emotions run through me as I admit, “I am, to this amazing woman who has decided to fight for us when I thought letting her go was for the best for her and her safety.”
Rose’s eyes tear up before she takes a few steps forward and looks up at me and she whispers, “But what if being with you is what is keeping her safe because she can’t live without you?”
I nod slowly before I give in and gently take her in my arms and lift her as her arms go around my neck, her feet dangling,and I choke, “I fucking love you, Rose… I’m so sorry,” before I place my face into the crook of her neck.
I feel her tears hit my cheeks, and she murmurs, “I love you too, Cage, so much,” and I try not to squeeze her tighter, scared of hurting her while making a silent promise to never let this girl go again.
She made her bed and now she’s mine and I’ll always make sure she feels like a queen she is.
Chapter 29
Rose
Cage gently pushes me up against my front door as he kisses me like there is no tomorrow. His tongue tangling with mine, his hand cupping my cheek, his arm around my waist.
Discharging myself, probably wasn’t the best of ideas I’ve had. I was stabbed, not even an inch from my heart, and was in a coma. I should be resting, but I knew I was on a time crunch. I knew I had to see Cage before he decided to leave town without looking at the divorce papers.
Doc mentioned Cage had already spoke to his dad about him taking over.
I don’t know if I’m making a mistake, I don’t know if we’ll make it, that what she did won’t come up again and again and tear us a part. I don’t even know if I can fully forgive him formaking me feel like the other woman then deciding to run away. But, what I do know is I will regret it if I don’t try.
I love this man with everything in me, and even though he was willing to walk away, I’m not, at least not yet.
Cage breaks the kiss and places his forehead against mine, and our eyes lock as he admits, “I’m not letting you go now, Rose. I gave you a chance, and you chose to stay.”
“No,” I deny, “I chose to fight for us when you gave up.”
“I didn’t give up, red,” he whispers, “I knew I was to blame, and the guilt of knowing you got hurt, that you nearly died, it consumed me, baby. You are fucking everything to me, and I thought leaving you, setting you free, would not only keep you safe but punish me for not making the right decisions since I was nineteen.”
“You mean by punishing me?” I confirm, causing him to furrow his brows, and I state, “You setting me free, as you call it, means me being without the man I gave my heart to. How is that fair to me?”
“Fuck,” he chokes as he moves his hand from my cheek and into my hair, gripping it before he confesses, “I’m a selfish prick…”
I don’t say anything because, he is. He only thought about himself. He dug his way into my life, bit by bit, then tied me to him before throwing me away after I got hurt.
He is a prick.
“Please forgive me, Rose,” he pleads before pressing a gentle kiss to my lips, and I admit, “No,” causing him to squeeze his eyes shut, but they soon lock with mine when I state, “You have a lot of grovelling to do, a hell of a lot. You need to prove to me that you do love me, that I am your forever. That you’ll never try and run away again leaving me alone in my time of need,” I grip his cut, my eyes staying locked with his and I finish, “You needto spend the rest of your life proving to me that I am your forever because right now, I’m questioning that.”
“I love you, Rose,” is all he can say, and I whisper, “I love you too,” and I do, otherwise I wouldn’t have been at the club, in the same spot we met, I wouldn’t have signed those papers with my declaration, instead I would have signed my name and walked away.
It doesn’t matter how angry I am. I knew that signing them and ending things would be a regretful decision, so now he needs to prove himself.
With his eyes racing between mine, he slowly leans down and presses his lips against mine again, and I melt into him before going on my tiptoes and wrapping my arms around his neck.
