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No one ever found out. They just assumed he did it himself after finding Mom.
Her grip tightens, and I see the sadness in her eyes, a mirror to my own buried pain. “I’m so sorry,” she whispers. “Thank you for sharing that all with me.”
“Don’t be,” I reply, squeezing her hand back. “Past is past. Ain’t never going back.”
Jordyn licks her lips, “Not everyone knows this, but Kat had a really bad problem with drugs. Damon was the one to help pull her out of it.”
I arch a brow, “No shit. I didn’t have a clue.”
Jordyn offers an uncomfortable smile, “Yeah, she’s been clean for a very long time. She did a lot of things to herself that no one should have—cut herself, tries to hurt herself however she could. She even tried to kill herself, but Damon got to her in time.”
I raise both of my brows in surprise. “Wow, I’m so sorry. That’s tough.”
We eat in silence for a while, the food tasting better than it should.
I think it just might be the company I’m keeping that’s making it taste amazing.
We sit here for a while, the creek whispering secrets as it flows past us.
I watch her, the way her eyes sparkle when she laughs, the way her fingers dance over the picnic spread.
Every little detail makes my chest swell with something fierce and protective.
“Jordyn,” I say, breaking the comfortable silence. She looks up, her eyes locking onto mine, curious and open. “Are you happy?”
Her smile is like sunrise over the mountains, bright and undeniable. “Bama, you make me so happy.”
Hearing those words, seeing that smile—it hits me harder than any punch ever could.
It’s raw and real, and for the first time in a long time, I feel like I’ve found something worth fighting for. Maybe even dying for.
“Good,” I say, trying to keep my voice steady. “That’s all I want.”
“Is it?” she teases, leaning closer. Her fingers brush mine, sending jolts of electricity through my veins.
“Yeah, it is,” I answer, more serious now. “I meant what I said before. Being honest with you . . . it changed everything for me.”
“Me too,” she whispers, and there’s a depth in her voice that makes me believe it. “Our relationship can only go up from here, Bama.”
“You’re damn right,” I agree, pulling her into a gentle kiss.
Her lips are soft, sweet, and for a moment, everything else fades away.
It’s just us—no club business, no dark pasts. Just us, and this perfect, fleeting moment.
“Let’s not waste another second,” I murmur against her lips, feeling more alive than I have in years. Because with her by my side, I know we can face anything. “But, we should finish our food first.”
When the meal’s done, she gets playful, nudging me with her shoulder, making me laugh—a sound that still feels foreign, yet welcome.
“Come on, big guy, think you can take me to the ground?” she teases, eyes glinting with mischief.
“Bring it on, babe,” I challenge, and before I know it, we’re wrestling on the blanket, the world around us forgotten.
I lunge forward, pinning her down easily.
Her laughter echoes through the trees as she squirms beneath me, trying to break free.
It’s infectious, wrapping itself around my heart and squeezing tight.
