Ignited ✔️

1:29

Song for this chapter:
Love you to late | Cole Swindell

The freezing rain relieved some of the pain as it poured down on me. I struggled trying to get down the stairs and even more trying to walk in the sand.

I left so fast I didn't grab my phone or a jacket, I was walking towards the lighthouse in a pair of sweats and a T-shirt getting drenched in the rain.

I deserved this. I deserved the pain and everything that came with it. I deserved Emery hating me. I was a liar and a hypocrite. I hated myself.

The lighthouse loomed above me and all the memories came rushing back from earlier. The last time I was here, I hadn't been happier. Emery and I had gotten lost in each other, we pleasured each other and got to know each other deeply and in the most intense way.

I hadn't been intimate with anyone since Faye and having that with Emery was like heaven.

And when she told me she loved me. Me. A gang member, a murderer. She actually loved me. My heart burst out of my chest, and then was ripped away when she was taken from me.

I still see the fear in her eyes as Louis held the knife to her throat and I was frozen. All I saw was my moms face. I couldn't help her, I couldn't move. My body was frozen in fear when she was ripped away from me. I was weak.

I blink away the tears that had started to form in my eyes as I glance around the balcony. It was empty. She wasn't here.

I didn't know what to do or where to look for her. The coffee shop was closed and the only other place she could be was at her house. I prayed that she was.

I slowly make my way down the stairs as another memory floats through my head.

"What do you think would've happened if we didn't meet at the lighthouse?" She asks me as she lays her head on my chest.

I wrap my arm around her body and run my fingers through her hair.

"We probably would've met some other time. There's just something about you that draws me in, entices me, and I can't seem to stay away" I half lie.

Truth is that we wouldn't have ever met if I wasn't doing a job. But meeting her has been one of the best things to ever happen to me.

She adjusts herself and leans up on an elbow and studies me intently with her ocean eyes. Her tousled blonde hair falls in front of her face slightly and I can't fight the instinct to place it behind her ear.

A pink blush rises on her face as my thumb brushes over her cheek bone, she sucks her bottom lip into her mouth and I feel my body awaken at the sight.

I wasn't usually turned on very easily but with her it was different. I was getting in way too deep.

"I should probably get home, I have to study for my class on Monday"

I could tell she didn't want to go. And I wasn't going to force her, it was nice being in our own little world together.

"Can I persuade you into staying?" I ask her with a grin plastered on my face.

"You can try" she challenges.