Addicted to You (Devils Right Hand MC #3)

Chapter 19

Hey, y'all! So I blinked and I'm are OVER halfway finished with this book! I cannot thank y'all enough for the love this series has received. So.... in honor of the fast-approaching book 4, I thought we'd do a little guessing game. Comment on this section which DRH member you think will be the next victim of Cupid's arrow in book 4!! I will respond to anyone who guesses correctly BUT each person only gets ONE guess. I will not respond to any right answers if it is not the first guess from that account. Love you all immensely!

Mom, also skip this chapter. You know what, I'll tell you when you can start reading again.

Gabby's POV

Heaven. I've questioned its existence my entire life. For the longest time, I didn't think it was real. I thought it was just a fairytale that mothers told their children to scare them into compliance. I didn't want to believe it because I knew I would never make it there. And if I acknowledged the existence of heaven, I would also have to acknowledge the existence of hell. I would have to come to the realization that the sins of my past aren't something that can just be washed away. After all, karma gets everyone eventually.

No one can do the things that I've done and end up in heaven. So I just didn't believe it. I didn't believe in heaven, hell, or a higher power. I didn't believe in anything. But now, how can I not? How can I say that a freak rainstorm that came out of nowhere drove me into a bar where I would meet my real family and the man I love?

Now I have to believe in it and that's okay. Because even if I don't make it to the real thing laying here in his arms is close enough. If this is the only taste of heaven I get, then I'm okay with that because I can't imagine heaven being much better than this.

My head is still spinning from the events of the last twelve hours and honestly, I don't think it'll ever stop. I never expected this to happen. I never thought he would be able to move on. I never thought I would be able to move on, but here we are.

At least, I hope we're still on the same page. Yesterday everyone's emotions were high because of the wedding and maybe he just got caught up in the moment. Maybe I just dreamed the entire scenario. Or maybe it's real. But I can't be sure of anything yet. I can't even be sure I'm still attached to this earth. For all I know, I died yesterday and this really is my heaven.

I can tell by the sun peaking through the curtains that it is late into the morning. Niether of us got much sleep last night because that man did keep his promise. And he kept it everywhere. On the bed. In the shower. On the dining room table. On the chair. On the floor. Sometimes multiple times in one place.

I probably won't be able to walk today, but dear God I'd lay in the bed the rest of my life if it means I get to do that again.

"Morning," he mutters as my eyes flutter open. His brown eyes meet my blues one and goosebumps instantly appear on my soft skin. It's insane the effect this man has on me.

"Morning," I smile as I snuggle into him. A comforting silence hangs in the air as I shut my eyes and just allow myself to be in this moment. His hand travels up and down my bare back, tracing a line on my spine. As we lay here completely naked yet completely comfortable with each other, I can feel myself falling deeper. If this ended now it would hurt like hell. But if it continues even another day it would completely shatter me if it ended, if this wasn't real.

"What are you thinking?" He whispers as his hand stops at the base of my neck and he begins playing with my hair.

"Nothing," I dismiss. I just want to stay in this bubble for a little while longer.

"Day one and you're already lying to me," he chuckles. How in the hell does he know that? I've only said one word to him and he can tell something is bothering me.