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Sins of the Father

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Sins of the Father
 
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Marie James
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I’m not misunderstood.
 
I’m not confused about my position in life.
 
I’m not looking for answers to explain why I am the way I am.
 
This is the logic others use to try to make sense of me. According to them. there has to be a reason for my apathy. There has to be some sort of explanation for the calculating way I run my Club. There has to be a root cause for my depravity.
 
They can’t wrap their heads around the fact that I’m evil, that I’m darkness personified. Doing so would force them to acknowledge that the Devil has left Hell and is living among them. 
 
Most people may think I’m Satan, but I answer to Lynch, President of the Ravens Ruin MC, and the Antichrist doesn’t have sh*t on me.
 
 
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Heal Me

ALEISHA MAREE

Aleisha Maree is a writer of contemporary romance with a dark erotic sexy side with a paranormal twist. Aleisha also writes an MC Series with MMA flair. She doesn’t let genre walls hold her back. Aleisha is from a small village called Wakefield in the South Island of New Zealand. She is a mum of 6 whom she loves more than breathing and she is married to the love of her life. Aleisha invites you into her mind full of stories and on the journeys, they will take you on.

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Timberly
1,2,3,4,5 counting was my thing I knew how many steps it took for the seedy men to arrive at my door, I knew how many steps it took to reach work, and now I know how many steps it takes for the boy with the dragon tattoo to reach me to wrap me in his arms and kiss me like he requires me to breath.
Broken and loaded with such body numbing anxiety and panic attacks I shake like a leaf. I hide behind a thick veil of midnight black hair. He showed me that love happens even in the dark.
His name is Ghost and is the VP to the Reapers Reign MC he’s dark and has demons that rival mine own deep dark secrets he saw more than the broken girl who lives on the 6th floor of the hell that I call home in Queens.

Ghost
I’m completely unhinged. The Reapers Reign use me as their in-house tormenter. I love to cut and dice, oh let’s not forget burn. My weapons of choice is a switchblade. Throw in a blow torch for good measure cause well why the hell not? Falling in love with me is not a fucking option, I’m the devil in a tattooed body. I’m unstable, dark, a fucken unhinged lunatic. I keep all women at arm’s length. I have not encountered one yet that can handle the dark I occupy, the anger I possess. I have a dangerous desire for pain and blood, and well some get a tad squeamish.
That was until I laid eyes on Timberly Roe.

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TIC: Soulless Bastards MC


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TIC: Soulless Bastards MC
by Erin Trejo
 
 
Genre: Romantic Suspense / MC Romance
Series: No Cal; Book 3
 
 


Tic: My son means the world to me. He’s all I have. His mom left us when he was born. I raised him. He’s mine. The club is my home. It’s his too. After losing too many babysitters, Brooke’s friend, Ashley stepped in to watch Jameson. She was a good girl, one I knew I couldn’t have. Until I had her. Now I want to keep her. Sometimes what we want the most isn’t what’s in front of our eyes. Things change. Accidents happen and our lives are torn in half.
 
Ashley: I had money but I loved to work. When I quit my job and went to the clubhouse, I didn’t expect my next job to be a tiny shaggy-haired boy. Jameson quickly grew on me. So, did his dad, Tic. We became close even though we knew it wouldn’t work between us. When his ex, Jameson’s mom shows up, all hell breaks loose. No one knows where they stand anymore.
 


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TIC: Soulless Bastards MC


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TIC: Soulless Bastards MC
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Genre: Romantic Suspense / MC Romance
Series: No Cal; Book 3
 
 

 

Tic: My son means the world to me. He’s all I have. His mom left us when he was born. I raised him. He’s mine. The club is my home. It’s his too. After losing too many babysitters, Brooke’s friend, Ashley stepped in to watch Jameson. She was a good girl, one I knew I couldn’t have. Until I had her. Now I want to keep her. Sometimes what we want the most isn’t what’s in front of our eyes. Things change. Accidents happen and our lives are torn in half.
 
Ashley: I had money but I loved to work. When I quit my job and went to the clubhouse, I didn’t expect my next job to be a tiny shaggy-haired boy. Jameson quickly grew on me. So, did his dad, Tic. We became close even though we knew it wouldn’t work between us. When his ex, Jameson’s mom shows up, all hell breaks loose. No one knows where they stand anymore.
 

 

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Riding The Edge

 

Happy Release Day to Janine Infante Bosco – Author!


 

Are you ready for Wolf and Maria’s story?
¸.•´✶Riding The Edge.•´✶  
(A Satan’s Knights Novel)
by Janine Infante Bosco
Publication Date: August 21, 2018

#RidingTheEdge #fightingstrong #SatansknightsMc #JanineInfanteBosco
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Erotic, MC, Romantic Suspense


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Riding The Edge

 

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.•´✶COVER CREDITS¸.•´✶
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Photographer: JW Photography
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.•´✶Blurb¸.•´✶
Once in a while, right in the middle of an ordinary life,
something extraordinary comes along that knocks you on your ass…
“Wolf”
I’m a simple man with simple values. You either love me or you hate me, but the ones
who need me, always got me. I’m the self-proclaimed Wolf of the Satan’s Knights MC,
the beast who will fight his way out of any dark alley to defend your honor. The brother
you call upon when you’ve lost your faith in humanity.
However, secrets and lies are the cancer of a man’s soul. Exposed, they will eat away
all that is good and leave nothing but destruction in their wake. They’ll prove the best
intentions sometimes fail and leave you questioning your life’s choices.
Now, searching for a purpose, I find myself facing the ride of my existence with a
woman just as jaded as me. As she fights the biggest battle of her life, I want to be the
man who stands by her side. The man who ain’t afraid to ride the edge of misery because
he knows there is something beautiful on the other side…
“Maria”
I’ve prevailed against the mob, a deadbeat ex-husband and the woes of being a single
mother. While someone else may have wished for a different life, I believe I’m stronger
for everything I’ve endured. I’m someone who speaks her mind and fights for what
is right. A woman who will smack you upside the head with a frying pan and ask
questions later.
Terrified of love, I’m an otherwise fearless woman.
Until a doctor solemnly diagnoses me and my strength falters.
Now as fear engulfs me, an unexpected man dressed in leather, holds out his hand.
As a woman who never needed anyone, I suddenly need him.
His assurance.
His strength.
His love
***NOTE: Contains explicit sexual situations, violence, offensive language,
and mature topics. Not recommended for people under the age of 18***

.•´✶#EXCERPT¸.•´✶
Riding the Edge (A Satan’s Knights Novel)
© Copyright 2018 All Rights Reserved by Janine Infante Bosco.

I was having an out of body experience. That’s the only logical explanation as to why
I was lying in bed with Al, eating Chinese food out of paper cartons. I didn’t even argue
when he suggested we nix the silverware and try our luck with chopsticks. Of course,
I was worried about staining the sheets—duck sauce is a bitch to get out, but I bit my
tongue and threw caution to the wind. In theory, I suppose it’s a greater expense to live
with regrets than to buy a new set of ivory sheets.
Everyone should have one messy meal in their bed with an incredibly sexy man.
Put that on your bucket list and make sure you check it off.
I promise it’ll be worth it.
“What are you thinking about?” he asks, drawing my attention to him. Sprawled out
on my bed, with his back propped against the headboard, I stare at him and marvel over
how he fits. Tattoos, beard and all, he belongs right here with me, lounging against my
satin sheets, plucking General Tso’s chicken from a takeaway carton.
“You’re breaking all my rules,” I say finally, lifting my eyes to his.
“Rules are meant to be broken, Lady,” he points out, popping the piece of chicken
into his mouth.
“Yeah, I guess they are,” I agree, taking a bite of my egg roll.
If you’re going to live it up and eat in bed, you might as well eat one of the messiest foods.
“I have to head out soon,” he begins, placing the carton on the nightstand.
“Got some shit with my kid I need to deal with,” he grunts, looking off into space.
Though his beard covers most of his face, I can still make out the twitch in his jaw.
“Is everything okay?”
“Nico’s decided he’s going to join a club.”
“I’m going to assume he’s not joining Oprah’s book club.”
He snaps his eyes back to me and I shrug innocently, taking another bite of my egg
eggroll.
“Nice to see you feeling better,” he mumbles. With my mouthful,
I can’t help but laugh as he winds a strand of my hair around his finger.
“To answer your question, no; Nico’s not looking to join Oprah on her crusade to
recruit readers around the globe.”
Bypassing the fact I’m super impressed he knows anything at all about Oprah and
her international book club, I focus on what he’s sharing.
“Well, if he’s going to join a club wouldn’t it make sense for it to be the Satan’s Knights?”
“He’s not joining shit,” he growls. “I didn’t spend his whole life keeping my
distance just so he can follow in my footsteps, anyway.”
“You sound like you have regrets.”
“Don’t we all?” he replies, releasing the piece of hair he was toying with.
“It comes with the sentence.”
“I suppose but if we learn from our regrets doesn’t that change the game?”
“Sometimes we wake up too late,” he says, tucking my hair behind my ear.
“You learn from yours, Lady?”
“I like to think so,” I reply, contemplating if there is truth to my answer.
If I look back on my regrets, I’d say choosing bad men is at the top of the list.
I’d like to say I broke the cycle after my husband but through the years, I’ve repeated
the same mistake. I gave my time to men who were undeserving. I trusted the
untrustworthy and fell for the ones I always thought I could fix. It wasn’t until
recently that I realized my worth.
Anthony thinks I allowed Lenny to take advantage of me. He thinks I lent him that
money because I was blinded by love. He doesn’t know Lenny didn’t ask for the
money or that I gave the money with no intention of ever being paid. Lenny’s son
was an addict and he couldn’t afford to help him into rehab. It didn’t matter that we
dated a while back that had nothing to do with why I helped him. I did it because if it
was me in that situation, I would want someone to show me the same kindness.
“Name one,” Al challenges.
“I’m not the first woman to love a bad man once or twice in a lifetime but, I learned
I can’t fix the broken,” I admit, cocking my head to the side. A smile spreads across
my lips as I stare at him. “And, I’m better for it.”
“That right?” he murmurs. His gaze falls to my lips. “How do you figure?”
“Well for one, it makes it easy to appreciate the good man sitting next to me now.”
“I’m not a good man, Lady.”
“Don’t short yourself, Al,” I whisper. “You wouldn’t be here with me if you weren’t.”
“Then, maybe I’m better for it too,” he says. Touching his large hand to my cheek,
he brings me closer to him and presses his lips to mine. As brief of a kiss as it is,
there’s power behind it. It consumes my mind, body, and soul and when it’s over
when his mouth leaves mine, I feel the loss in my bones.
Never…
Never in my life have I felt that.
I should probably add that to my list of regrets, but I suppose it’s better to feel something
late in life, than to never feel it at all. Suddenly, the air becomes thick and I find myself
needing to change the subject. I place the half-eaten egg roll in the wrapper and drop
it on the nightstand. Taking a paper towel, I wipe my hands and turn back to Al.
“What are you going to do about Nico?”
“What I do best,” he answers vaguely. Stretching his arms over his head, he tosses his
legs over the side of the mattress. “I’m going to clean this mess and get a move on.
I’ll grab your car first.”
“It’s okay, I can get it tomorrow on my way to work.”
“Didn’t I tell you back at the hospital that I’d handle your car?”
“Well, yes but—”
“But, nothing. When I say I’m going to do something, Lady, I do it.”
Have I mentioned, he always needs to have the last word—I bet that’s another reason
they call him Wolf. He’s also very attentive—something, I never quite pegged him to be.
Collecting the remnants of our meal, he shoves everything into the delivery bag until
there is no trace of our scandalous bed-eating. He moves to my side and glances at my
chest. After he dressed me in my nightgown and gave me a bag of frozen peas to put
on my breast, neither of us mentioned the biopsy or the meltdown that occurred
afterward. I was beginning to realize Al was my favorite distraction and quite possibly
the best medicine for a woman in my situation. Another scary thought for someone
as jaded as me.
“Do you need anything before I go?”
“No,” I say with a smile. “You’re off duty,” I tease.
His lips work into a thin line as he crosses his arms against his chest.
“You’re not a job, Maria.”
“I know that,” I say softly. “All I meant is that you’ve been great today. You gave
me everything I needed without me even knowing I needed it.”
Reaching behind him, he cups the back of his neck and nods uncomfortably.
“I haven’t asked questions because I don’t want to make you upset,” he reveals,
meeting my gaze. “That don’t mean I don’t got any.”
“I told you everything I know.”
“Right,” he nods again. Cocking his head to the side, he blows out a ragged breath.
“I know this thing between us is new and unexpected but like I said before, I’m here.
Whether you need a partner or a friend, I’ll be here if it’s nothing and I’ll be here if
it’s something.”
“A partner?”
“I don’t know why you date at forty-eight years old but, I know why I do.”
“Al,” I whisper, pausing. “I’m too old for a fairytale.”
“Don’t know if you’ve taken a good look at me, darlin’, but I’m not exactly
prince-fucking-charming,” he replies, taking a seat on the edge of my bed.
“We both got busy lives and misfits for kids…”
Drawing my hand to my face, I cover my mouth and mask the smile.
“But you give this thing between us a shot and I promise you won’t regret it. You’ll
never doubt we were worth the wait,” he murmurs.
“You sound sure of yourself.”
“The first draft of anything is usually shit,” he replies, taking my hand. Lacing our
fingers together, he dips his head and brushes his lips over my knuckles.
“Turns out, I learned from my regrets too, Lady. I’m ready to write one fuck of an ending
on this story.”


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.•´✶ABOUT AUTHOR JANINE INFANTE BOSCO¸.•´✶
Janine Infante Bosco lives in New York City, she has always loved reading and writing.
When she was thirteen, she began to write her own stories and her passion for writing
took off as the years went on. At eighteen, she even wrote a full screenplay with dreams
of one day becoming a member of the Screen Actors Guild. Janine writes emotionally charged novels with an emphasis on family bonds,
strong-willed female characters, and alpha male men who will do anything for the
women they love. She loves to interact with fans and fellow avid romance readers like
herself. She is proud of her success as an author and the friendships she’s made in the book
community but her greatest accomplishment to date would be her two sons
Joseph and Paul.
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Riding the Edge

Happy Cover Reveal Day to Janine Infante Bosco – Author!
Check out the AWESOME new cover for
Are you ready for Wolf and Maria’s story?
¸.•´✶Riding The Edge.•´✶
(A Satan’s Knights Novel)
by Janine Infante Bosco
Publication Date: August 7, 2018
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Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Erotic, MC, Romantic Suspense
.•´✶Preorder Today!¸.•´✶
Riding The Edge
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.•´✶COVER CREDITS¸.•´✶
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Models:  Darrin James (Wolf) Dedmon and Michelle Lynn McLeod
Photographer: JW Photography
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.•´✶Blurb¸.•´✶
Once in a while, right in the middle of an ordinary life, something extraordinary comes along that knocks you on your ass…
“Wolf”
I’m a simple man with simple values. You either love me or you hate me, but the ones who need me, always got me. I’m the self-proclaimed Wolf of the Satan’s Knights MC, the beast who will fight his way out of any dark alley to defend your honor. The brother you call upon when you’ve lost your faith in humanity.
However, secrets and lies are the cancer of a man’s soul. Exposed, they will eat away all that is good and leave nothing but destruction in their wake. They’ll prove the best intentions sometimes fail and leave you questioning your life’s choices.
Now, searching for a purpose, I find myself facing the ride of my existence with a woman just as jaded as me. As she fights the biggest battle of her life, I want to be the man who stands by her side. The man who ain’t afraid to ride the edge of misery because he knows there is something beautiful on the other side…
“Maria”
I’ve prevailed against the mob, a deadbeat ex-husband and the woes of being a single mother. While someone else may have wished for a different life, I believe I’m stronger for everything I’ve endured. I’m someone who speaks her mind and fights for what is right. A woman who will smack you upside the head with a frying pan and ask questions later.
Terrified of love, I’m an otherwise fearless woman.
Until a doctor solemnly diagnoses me and my strength falters.
Now as fear engulfs me, an unexpected man dressed in leather, holds out his hand.
As a woman who never needed anyone, I suddenly need him.
His assurance.
His strength.
His love
***NOTE: Contains explicit sexual situations, violence, offensive language, and mature topics. Not recommended for people under the age of 18***
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Janine Infante Bosco – Mystery box valued at $100
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Check out the link below to purchase the exclusive Ride Or Die: A #TNTNYC18 Collaboration
.•´✶ABOUT AUTHOR JANINE INFANTE BOSCO¸.•´✶
Janine Infante Bosco lives in New York City, she has always loved reading and writing. When she was thirteen, she began to write her own stories and her passion for writing took off as the years went on. At eighteen, she even wrote a full screenplay with dreams of one day becoming a member of the Screen Actors Guild.
Janine writes emotionally charged novels with an emphasis on family bonds, strong-willed female characters, and alpha male men who will do anything for the women they love. She loves to interact with fans and fellow avid romance readers like herself.
She is proud of her success as an author and the friendships she’s made in the book community but her greatest accomplishment to date would be her two sons Joseph and Paul.
¸.•´✶CONNECT WITH JANINE¸.•´✶
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The Devil Don’t Sleep

Happy Release Day to Janine Infante Bosco – Author! 
Are you ready to ride with Bas & Mac?
¸.•´✶The Devil Don’t Sleep.•´✶
(A Satan’s Knights Novel)
by Janine Infante Bosco
Publication Date: June 28, 2018
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Erotic, MC, Romantic Suspense
#TheDevilDontSleep #BringtheBas #JoeAdams #SatansknightsMc #JanineInfanteBosco
.•´✶Grab your copy today!¸.•´✶
The Devil Don’t Sleep
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Talent agent: PTS – Pathways Talent Services
Photographer: FuriousFotog
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.•´✶Blurb ¸.•´✶

Sometimes we must let go of what was, appreciate what remains and fearlessly embrace what comes next.

Sebastian “Bas”

Born to a family of outlaws, I was destined to ride with, the Satan’s Knights MC. With mayhem, and havoc in my blood and chaos living deep in my soul, I learned the Devil don’t sleep. You never hear him creeping and he often comes disguised as everything you ever wanted.
I was just a teenager when she first showed, masquerading as the girl of my dreams. A whiskey shootin’ spitfire who knocked me on my ass and helped me turn the town upside down. The girl who stole my heart with her smile and never gave it back.
The same bitch who ruined me and turned my blood to ice.
It’s been six years since I turned my back on Mac, my family and my club. I’ve pushed her to the back of my head, wrote everyone off and damned the Kentucky charter to hell. But, where God built a church, the Devil built a chapel.
Now, her life is on the line and it’s clear I’m still a sucker for her gorgeous chaos because I’m the one riding to her rescue.
Mackenzie “Mac”

I often dreamed of what it would be like to stare into Bas’ blue eyes again. To hear his raspy voice, whisper his love for me and feel his strong arms around me. After all, it’s always been in his embrace that I felt the safest.
In my dreams, he abolishes my sins and forgives me for breaking both our hearts. But this is no dream.
I’m running from a nightmare and the one running with me, looks at me with enough anger to burn the world to ash. Once upon a time, we were in love.
Once upon a time, it was us against the world.
Once upon a time, he didn’t look at me and see the Devil.
If only he knew the truth. If only he knew the Devil was a broken angel with tattered wings.
An angel who sacrificed her heart and soul for him.

***NOTE: Contains explicit sexual situations, violence, offensive language, and mature topics. Not recommended for people under the age of 18***

.•´✶Release Day Excerpt The Devil Don’t Sleep¸.•´✶
(A Satan’s Knights Novel) © Copyright 2018 All Rights Reserved by Janine Infante Bosco.

The ride back to the house is quiet. It isn’t until we’re inside and I flick the lights on that she turns to me and finally speaks.
“I’m going to bed,” she rasps. “I’d really appreciate it if you would pick up Ryder. If he asks for me just tell him I’m not feeling well.”
“You ain’t going to bed and Ryder is just fine where he is,” I tell her. “What happened back there, can’t happen again.”
She nods.
“You’re right,” she says, pausing to swallow. I imagine her throat burns something fierce from the way she screamed at me. “It had no business happening once and it won’t happen again,” she assures me. “You were being nice,” she continues. “I let myself get carried away with the past—”
“Oh, for crying out loud would you cut the bullshit?” I grind out, clenching my jaw. “Sit down, Mac.”
“I told you, I want to go to bed. Please, I just want to forget this happened.”
“Newsflash, baby, it don’t work that way,” I inform her, stepping closer to her. “You think I haven’t spent the last six years trying to forget? Tonight happened, and it’s just another night you and I can’t undo. Now, sit down, pour yourself a drink if you think it will help, but neither one of us are going to bed until we fucking speak our piece.”
“We tried that already, and it didn’t work. It’s not going to work now either because all I see when I look at you is that woman. I know it’s not my place to be jealous—”
“No, it’s not,” I interrupt, unscrewing the top of the Fireball. I’m sure there’s a bunch of fancy glasses hidden in one of these cabinets but I’m not about to leave her alone with her thoughts to go search for one. Instead, I lift the bottle to my lips and take a swig before outstretching my hand and offering it to her. When she doesn’t take it, I take another gulp. My hand tightens around the bottle as the fiery liquid slides smoothly down my throat and takes the edge off.
“Let’s stop pretending Dori is the issue here,” I tell her.
“Dori,” she repeats. “That’s her name.”
“Mac,” I warn.
There is no use in wasting time talking about a junkie who I sometimes fuck to forget the woman standing in front of me. The only reason I went to the apartment in the first place is because she told me someone had broken in.  Dori knew she could’ve called to tell me she was on fire and I would’ve told her to hang up and call 9-1-1. The bitch played me.
“All these years, I’ve told myself you were off living your best life. That you had moved on from us and found everything we were meant to have, with someone else. Someone who was better capable of loving you in the ways I couldn’t when it came to your lifestyle. Somebody who could fix the mess I left behind. Telling myself one thing and seeing that thing for myself…in front of my own eyes, it’s too much, Bas.”
Shaking her head, she lifts her trembling hand to her mouth.
“I can’t do this,” she murmurs.
“Careful, Mac, you almost sound like you have regrets,” I bite back, the words bitter on my tongue.
Her eyes darken as her fingers fall from her lips.
“You think I don’t have regrets?” she spats in disbelief. “I loved you more than I ever thought a person could possibly love someone!”
“Then why the fuck did you throw it all away?” I roar. “Because this is how I see it…I had a fucking girl in my life I loved with every fiber of my being. A fucking girl who swore to stick by my side through thick and thin. It was supposed to be you and me against the world, baby,” I say. My voice strains with emotion, causing me to pause and take a breath. “When I signed the plea deal that sent me to prison, I knew five years was a long time for us to be a part. I knew it was a lot to ask of you, but you were my Mac. If anyone could handle my obligations, it was you and you handled it like a fucking champ, showing up for every visit, writing me letters and making sure my commissary was always full. I was the envy of every fucking guy doing a bid in that shithole and counted down the days until I would be free, knowing the first fucking thing I would do was take you to City Hall and marry you.”
“Stop,” she begs, tears filling her swollen eyes.
I don’t stop.
Can’t stop.
Won’t stop.
Not until I know why we ended the way we did.
Not until I know why she chose Junior over me.
Not until I know why she lost her shit in the street.
Not until I prove Ally wrong.
“Then about six months before they released me, I stopped counting down. Four and a half years, I served four and a half fucking years and the last six months were the longest stretch of my life because you weren’t there. You stopped showing up, stopped taking my fucking calls. It was like you fucking died.”
“I might as well have!”
The girl in the street dashing in between cars is back, and she moves to stand in front of me, pounding her tiny fists against my chest.
“That so?” I sneer. “You didn’t look very dead when I got home.”
“Because you didn’t look me in the fucking eye, you bastard! I was begging you, pleading with you to fucking save me,” she sobs uncontrollably.
Those eyes.
Those honey eyes of hers.
Some of the most poignant conversations of my life were the silent ones I had with that pair of eyes. They were the first place I searched because they always told her deepest secrets and her best truths. Did I really not look her in the eye? That can’t be. I remember her face. I remember the smile she gave me when I entered the door. Thinking back, it wasn’t her greatest smile and that could possibly be because I never saw it reach her eyes.
It was a smile of relief.
One of sorrow.
I glanced down and saw her stomach. I didn’t have to look her in the eye to know why she was sorry.
Juniors hands on her belly gave me the answer to a question I never bothered to ask. An answer to a truth I never searched for. A secret too dark to comprehend.

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