Page 125 of Marcus: Sins of the Father

“Hey.” He stares at me and swallows. “I lied, Brandy. About all of it. You aren’t just some girl. You’re my girl. I haven’t stopped thinking about you. And I know I said my life is dangerous, but the world is dangerous. I’ll do anything to keep you safe, because damn it, Brandy, I love you. Please give me another shot.”

I stare at him, partly in shock and partly because I want him to grovel for just a moment longer. I arc a brow. “Took you long enough.”

A beautiful grin forms across his face a split second before he grabs me by the waist and drags my body against his. I could stay wrapped up in his arms forever. As I feel his hard body curve around me, I know the part of me that was missing is back. His mouth lowers over my lips, and we kiss for a long time before he presses his forehead to mine.

“I love you, girl. I’m not letting you go again.”

“I love you, too.” I smile up at him, happiness flooding me down to my soul. This man is it for me. “The forever kind of love, and that better not scare you off again.”

“No, ma’am. Not a chance.”

“Good. Because I’m a forever kind of girl.”

He chuckles. “Good to know.” His eyes drift to the purse still slung over my shoulder and he lifts his chin to it. “Where were you going?”

“Actually, I was coming to knock some sense into you.”

He arcs a brow and chuckles. “Were you now? Sorry to disappoint, but Shannon already took care of that for you.”

“I knew I always liked her. I’ll have to remember to thank her.”

The next thing I know, Marcus bends, wraps an arm around my hips, and flings me over his shoulder, my ass up in the air. “You’ll have to thank her later, darlin’; we’ve got some really good makeup sex to get on with.” He smacks my ass, and I yelp.

“Is that so?”

“Yep, gonna take all night, woman. You good with that?”

“I’m good with that.”

“Good answer.”

My laughter rings down the hallway. I can’t help it. I’m happier than I’ve ever been, and I’m right where I want to be—slung over my man’s shoulder and being carried off to bed.

Marcus drops me to my back on the mattress and follows me down. We’re face to face, and he slows things down, toying with my hair.

“I never want to lose you again, Brandy.”

“You won’t.”

“Promise?”

“I promise.”

“You’re it for me, baby. No one else I want riding on the back of my bike. No one else I want to come home to. No one else I want to spend my life with.”

Tears slip from the corner of my eyes. “I love you, Marcus.”

“I love you more.”

“Honey?”

“Yes, babe?”

“Shut up and kiss me already.”

“Yes, ma’am.” He grins that sexy smile of his, and my heart melts a little more. The love I feel for him goes so deep I know it will last forever. Then this beautiful man proceeds to kiss me in a way that makes every thought leave my head, and I’m more than okay with that.

EPILOGUE

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