Chapter 16 • Talon

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My thoughts keep racing going over the conversation I had with Malik earlier

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My thoughts keep racing going over the conversation I had with Malik earlier.

Miracle is lying beside me. Her soft snores escaping every now and again. Looking over at her, I can't help but think of what a lucky bastard I am.

Rolling over I grab unto her, pushing her closely to me, smelling her intoxicating scent. I can't get enough of her. Then my thoughts go back to him.

Am I truly over Marcus? The thought keeps regenerating in my mind. For some strange reason the pain I felt that night when he pushed me aside for his mate, doesn't seem as bad now. But did that push away my love?

Yes I do still love him. But I'm not in love with him anymore. If that makes sense? Guessing it's the pain of the rejection that shelters my heart this day. Remembering our past.

He was my best friend first before my lover so in a way he will always be in my heart. Could it be it was just an infatuation? No! It was more than that. He made me feel complete. Whole. He filled my boring days and night with fun and love.

These worries bounce in my mind keeping me from sleep. Letting out a breath. I nuzzle my face in the crook of Miracles neck. Tingles explode inside me.

She has truly confounded me. I suppose in time I will really know the measure of my heart. Deep inside I know that I could never be without her now. For the time being it will be enough. Won't it?

As my eyes begin to close my last thought of the night was yes, it wi be enough, she has completely worked her way into my heart.

And I want to keep her there!

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"Gah, I hate a damn tux!" It's like the tenth time Brack has so pleasantly given us his opinion.

"We know!" We say in unison.

We're all getting our tuxes fitted in my father Parker's study. The man has more books than a library. Our mother is completely driving us bonkers! Bustling in and out, checking over every little detail. She's currently standing behind one of the tailors as he works on Barons suit. Watching his every move.

"So mom what does Miracles dress look like?" Malik ask, as he's adjusting his jacket in the three way mirror.

Mom hums a reply to him, knowing full well she won't give us details.

"Please tell me it's not all fluffy and gory. I hate those!" Brack prefers Miracle in jeans showing off her ripe ass. He's always been an ass man. Me myself, I prefer her naked and in my bed, no clothes needed.

"Uhm oh no dear, you will love it, I promise." Mom gives him a knowing look, Brack scowls at her, probably thinking mom has dressed her in an old time chiffon dress.

"Please mom, give her something....sexy. A bit classy. Something you would never dress yourself in." We all laugh, mom smacks Brack upside his head. As many times as he gets smacked there I'm surprised he doesn't have brain damage.

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