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“Oh my fucking God! You do remember.” I don’t even remember what I was freaking wearing that day.

“I shouldn’t have thought about you, watch you. You were my sister’s friend and way too young for me to mess with…”

“I was legal.” I interrupt.

“But I couldn’t help it. And when I found you that night, when you opened your eyes and looked at me, I knew…you were mine and I wasn’t letting you go. Ever.”

“I want to be yours. I want you to be mine. I love you.”

Our lips meet, and for a moment the world stops and there is only Memphis. When he pulls back, the sound of sirens finally pierces the fog I’m in. Back up is coming. Not that we need them very much now.

“Wait…how did you…? How the hell…?”

“I didn’t. The Chief realized something was off with Wallen when he just kept asking where I was. When he couldn’t find me, he showed up at my mom and dad’s place demanding answers. My dad doesn’t do well with demands. Between the two of them, they started looking into Wallen’s background and financials. They thought it was funny that his bank account had some discrepancies. It didn’t help that he put a tail on your two brothers to find out where they went. When we went in, Chief went right to the two bozos. They flipped on him faster than a hungry cat eats their dead owner."

I find myself laughing at his description. It takes someone really special to make you laugh in a dark moment, and I’m so thankful I have someone who can.

“Let’s get the hell out of here and let everyone know it's not a hostage situation.”

He picks me up and carries me out of the cabin with my face pressed tightly into the crook of his neck so I 'don’t have to see anything else’. As soon as we make it outside, a cacophony of sound and lights hits us, and my two best friends come running out of all of it. Tears are running down both of their faces as they check me over with their own eyes to make sure I’m okay.

It hits me hard that I am surrounded by people who love me. People who I can lean on and depend on. People who care. After a time, where we just hug and cry, Memphis sweeps me back in his arms.

“If you’ll excuse me, ladies. I’m taking my girl somewhere safe where she can rest.”

“Go ahead, man. We’ll take care of everything here.” Boston tells his brother, but Fennec is right beside him, nodding.

“Thanks, man. You did good today. You might want to consider joining the force. It’s in your blood after all.”

Boston gives his brother a smirk but doesn’t say no. I think a lot of things became clearer today, not just for me but for a number of us. Fennec seems to not be running away either, so maybe he’s found something he wants to stick around for. Maybe Memphis and I aren’t the only ones who had our eyes opened.

Chapter Thirty-One

Memphis

Ilook for the reaction on Waverly’s face at her first sight of my house. It’s not very big, but I find it cozy and comfortable. Will she? Will she want something bigger?

“So?”

“Is this your house? You took me home?”

She seems surprised I actually took her home with me. I just want her to be happy, and if that isn't here, I'll change it. I would give her anything, do anything; all she has to do is simply ask. So, if she wants something different, I’ll find it for her.

“There’s no place I’d rather have you.” Especially in our bed. I especially want her there.

“Oh wow!”

Is that a good thing? I don't think I've ever been so nervous.

“It’s beautiful, Memphis.” Her voice is soft, and a smile stretches across her face.

I let the breath I didn’t realize I was holding out and give her a genuine smile.

“You like it?”

She nods.

“I like the rocking chairs on the porch and how big it is. It’s perfect for rocking the evening away or watching the fireflies light up the yard.”