Page 52 of Reunited Soulmates


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“I believe she told you you’re not welcome anymore,” he told Dan coolly. There was a fury in his eyes that I had never seen before. It was so unlike the Oliver I knew, but it somehow made me feel safer.

Dan scowled at him and pushed him back. “Don’t tell me what to do, you dumb fuck! Get out of my way!”

He tried to push his way back in, and then I saw it—Oliver’s arm drew back before I heard a sickening crunch and an unholy smattering of curses erupted.

“You fucking—!” Dan howled from his position in the doorway.

Buddy rushed to the front, barking and snapping. He very nearly would’ve bit off Dan’s leg if the coward hadn’t skittered backward with a shriek. He glared at the three of us—Oliver, with his arm around me, and Buddy on the very front like a guardian beast.

He spat on the porch before he turned around and ran back to his car. Only when the screeching tires had faded into a distance did I allow myself to sag into Oliver’s arms.

“Don’t worry, Amanda. He’s gone now,” he murmured as he held me closer. “Are you okay? Did he hurt you?”

I shook my head, laughing through my tears. “No, you came just in time. I don’t know what he would have done if—”

“Shh,” he told me. “I’m here. He’s never going to hurt you again.”

I nodded and buried myself into his chest. I was lucky he came back just in time. I didn’t know how long I would have been able to hold Dan off before the neighbors noticed something was wrong and called the police.

Why was it that every single time I needed somebody, Oliver would appear like a guardian angel? He was a hero who rescued me even when I didn’t call out for him.

I looked up at him and found warm, chocolate brown eyes looking tenderly at me. My gaze slid to his lips and for a moment, I forgot that that I had just chased him out of my own house a few moments ago.

When his lips touched mine, I forgot everything else. I was lost in the kiss, drowning in the here and now.

It was like all that mattered was Oliver and this glorious, intangible thing between us.

“Good God, what was that awful noise?”

We nearly jumped apart as I saw Grandma Margaret hobbling into the living room, peering at us through her spectacles.

“It’s nothing, Grandma,” I reassured her. “Oliver took care of it.”

“I thought I heard that good-for-nothing screeching like a banshee in the early hours of the morning,” she groused.

I looked guiltily at Oliver but he only looked confused. “She means Dan,” I mouthed at him.

He nodded in understanding.

“Well, good thing you settled things, Oliver,” Grandma Margaret beamed at him. “Next time, you might want to settle with Amanda, too!”

“Grandma!” I cried out in horror.

“What?” she shrugged. “Older people like me are allowed to speak our minds. If it offends the young ones, then we can just chuck it up to good, old eccentricity.”

She cackled for a bit before hobbling back to her room. “I’ll be back in my room, catching up on my beauty rest.”

Oliver smiled softly and laughed. “Grandma Margaret hasn’t changed one bit.”

“No, she’s only become more outrageous.”

I gave him a wobbly smile and inspected his hand. There was a cut on his knuckles.

“You’re bleeding,” I told him.

“I must have caught the asshole’s tooth,” he muttered.

I laughed. “I hope you dislodged it!”

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