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I take a few steps toward her and she drops her gaze to the floor. It’s time for her to talk because I need the damn truth here.

“Talk,” I say, reaching the living room. It’s almost like the first night I met her. Waiting for her to speak her truth.

She sighs as she sits down on the couch, wrapping her arms around herself. I sit in the chair and lean back, lifting an eyebrow.

“I didn’t have sex with Luigi. He tried, he had me pinned down. Maybe Vinny thought we were having sex, but I find that hard to believe since I had my clothes on. I didn’t tell you that he pinned me down. I didn’t tell you that Vinny spiked my drink, too. I didn’t tell you that after I left that house, I don’t even remember getting home. If I told you that part, you might have thought differently. You might have thought since I blacked out that there was a part I didn’t remember. I remember everything until I left. I know exactly what happened. I did not have sex, I did not remove my clothes, I did not enjoy anything that was happening. I was terrified the entire time. When Luigi was on top of me and I was screaming, it took Vinny more than ten minutes to walk into that room. He didn’t care. He wasn’t jealous. He wanted something horrible to happen to me.” She looks over at me and fights back tears. “That’s the entire truth. There are no more lies, I promise you. I’m sorry I lied about it, I’m sorry I felt I needed to protect myself a little more. I didn’t know you then and I didn’t know if you’d believe the girl whose drink was spiked that eventually blacked out.”

I lean forward, resting my elbows on my knees. “Why the fuck wouldn’t you correct Vinny if that’s what happened?”

She wipes her eyes and blows out a breath. “That relationship was scary. I learned the only way to protect myself was to never argue. Yes, I know you were standing there, and I felt humiliation listening to the lies, but I also felt his dark eyes boring into me. Waiting for me to argue so he could punish me. Fear took over and I was back in time. I’m sorry, Cash. I truly am. I’m sorry about lying. I’m sorry about Vinny following us here. I’m sorry your place is trashed. I’m sorry for whatever happened with your boss and the families. I’m sorry I brought this to your door. But I’m not sorry for the way I feel about you. I’m not sorry that all this shit happened that led you to me. I’m not sorry that you brought me back to life. I’m not sorry that I will fight to make you realize I’m falling in love with you.”

I run my hand through my beard as I stare at her. “You’re falling in love with me?”

“Yeah, I am,” she whispers, focusing on the floor.

I stand up and lift her off the couch. She wraps herself around me and I crash my lips to hers. She lied for self-preservation; I get that. I will not hold that shit against her. The only thing I want against her is me. I break the kiss and she smiles at me.

“No more lies, Leslie. If this is going to work, we need to be completely honest with each other.” I kiss her full lips and smile. “I honestly know that I will always protect you with my life. I honestly know that I will do whatever is necessary to make you happy. I honestly know that I am in love with you. Totally and completely. I’m yours, baby.”

She wraps her arms around me and buries her face in my neck. “And I’m yours,” she says.

“Damn right.”

This beautiful, fun sized woman has flipped my life upside down. She brought me to my knees, broke down my walls, and buried herself beneath my skin. She’s a part of me now. Leslie brought me to life all while she thinks I was saving hers.

I will forever be grateful for this assignment. It didn’t work out how it was supposed to, it worked out a hell of a lot better.

My fun sized girl is the only guarantee in life. She guaranteed to make it worth living.

Epilogue

Six Months Later

Leslie

* * *

I flip the pancakes as I feel Cash’s solid arms wrap around my waist. He kisses my neck and nips at my ear.

“Morning, beautiful,” he says.

“Morning.”

He runs his hands down my stomach and pushes them under my long shirt. The second I feel his warm hands on my skin, I drop my head back. We were up most of the night having sex and it’s still not enough.

“You wanna cancel our plans today?” he asks, pinching my nipples.

I moan as I press my ass against him. “I’d love to, but I think your friends might be pissed they are missing out on a free meal.”

He chuckles and the vibration of his chest against me is hard to deny. “T

hat’s alright, I’ll just have my way with you while everyone is here.”

I laugh and push him away. “You think I’m going to say no?” I ask, raising an eyebrow.

“Oh no, I know better,” he says, swatting my ass.

We have breakfast and dinner together every day, unless he’s out of town for work. I’ve used the hell out of this kitchen, and I will continue to do so. Cash likes my cooking and we’ve decided to try something new each week, which makes things fun.

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