Page 3 of Cold As Ice


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And no one else stopped what they were doing to check on her.

Without knowing it, my feet moved in their direction.

And when I heard, “Now, smile that big toothy grin that is going to make all the boys fall at their feet. Then I want you to remember something, something important. It’s okay to cry. What's not okay is to think you aren’t beautiful when you do. That crying makes you weak because it doesn’t. And I’ll tell you something I want you to hold onto for the rest of your life, okay?” She waited for the little girl with blonde hair in pigtails to nod as she wiped the back of her hand across her nose, and then the mystery woman continued, “When you get married, that person is going to feel as though they were the luckiest person on the planet, and if they don’t tear up when they lay eyes on you for the first time in your elegant princess dress, I want you to turn around throw up the peace sign then march your cute little bootie back up that aisle and go on your honeymoon by yourself.”

“Powerful words, Gabby,” I heard a man say as he walked up to them and then something strange happened inside of me.

When he ran his hand along the back of her neck… fucking hell, I wanted to march over there, rip the fucker’s arm from his body and then beat him with it.

It was Buster. The fucker was married or at least he had been. Why the fuck was he touching her like that?

Was she his wife?

I remembered his wife, and I don’t remember her looking like this.

“Pipe, it's hot. Can we go inside now?” Upon hearing her voice, I completely forgot that Rebecca was standing there.

But did I move from my spot?

Hell no.

Turn your head my way, darlin’. I wanna see those eyes.

Sadly, I almost pouted when she didn’t look my way, but rather she pulled away from Buster’s touch, tapped the little girl on the nose, then climbed back inside the pool in that black string bikini I wanted to remove from her body with my teeth.

I didn’t pout.

No, I fucking smiled when she had moved from Buster’s touch, and it took everything in me to not laugh outright when Buster frowned and then shot her a glare.

That right there did something to my heart.

It fucking cracked the smallest of amounts.

And why?

I have no motherfucking clue.

Just who was this woman? Never did I ever imagine I would find someone that could take all my attention off what I was doing. Hell, even my wife hadn’t been able to do that.

Without a word to my wife… I’m married. I’m married. I’m married. I turned back and stalked into the clubhouse, and no I didn’t open the door so she could go in first.

I know that made me a dick.

But I had a reason to be one.

And I wasn’t going to allow all the shit that has happened over the past thirty-five years of my life to take away this feeling.

This feeling of, for the first time in my life, seeing someone that I honestly wanted to come home to everyday.

Someone I wanted to wrap my arms around and smile because she had chosen me to be her man.

Someone who, with one look in my direction, could make me feel like I was finally home.

A feeling I have never experienced before.

And one that would happen just after church.

Chapter 1

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