by Pamela Ann
“Daydreaming about me again?” Grey strode into the bathroom, walking towards where I was sitting in front of the mirror as I did my nightly beauty ritual. He’d caught me while I was staring hard at our four-by-four picture that sits on the corner.
I made small smile as I watched him in the mirror as he came up behind me. He brushed my hair to the side and kissed the spot where my shoulder and neck connected.
“I thought you and the guys were going to play pool?”
“We did, but I left early.” He looked funny, as if something was bothering him.
“Is everything okay?” I asked, praying it wasn’t about Edith.
“I have something for you,” he murmured as our eyes connected in the mirror. I saw him slide his hand into his pocket before pulling out a necklace that had a penny-sized emerald shamrock with two tiny, gold, hand-pressed pendants that could be taken out if I wanted to use the emerald alone. I watched him place it on the base of my neck before securing the lock.
“This is beautiful…” I gushed. “What’s the occasion? Did I miss something?” Was there something I should remember? I started to frown before his thumb caressed my collarbone then the emerald shamrock.
“Ever since you gave me that charm bracelet in the closet and your obsession with the cereal itself, whenever I see a shamrock, I always think of you. This is a gift for making me feel lucky to have you in my life.” He then touched the leaves, telling me that one had a G and the other had F engraved on it. “The G stands for me and the F stands for forever. I wanted the shamrock and the F for Forever Lucky, but I thought I should throw my name into the mix just in case you forget that I’m completely crazy about you.”
Oh, fuck. I wasn’t going to cry…
“Dammit, why are you so perfect!” I laughed as I wiped my tears away before I jumped out of my seat and into his arms, bringing his face to mine and kissing him deeply. “I love you. I love you so much, Grey.”
He pulled my face away before he kissed me tenderly this time. Breaking our kiss, he placed his forehead against mine, giving me another quick kiss. “I love you, Liv,” he breathed out. “You were and always have been my heart, whether I believed it or not… my heart never left you.”
I couldn’t even begin to describe how I was then. I was a wreck, ecstatic, and an emotional heap of crazy as I cried hysterically—the ugly cry and all.
Sniffing and choking, I cried harder as I looked at him. “I never thought I’d hear those words from you again … It’s killed me every time I thought you might never say them to me again.”
“I’m sorry I haven’t said them earlier. I showed you through my actions just how much I did... I needed courage, though. It’s always been you, Olivia.”
“It’s always you,” I murmured back, loving him with my entirety.
He bit into my neck, undoing me as he marked himself on me. In a flash, he placed me on the dresser table, scattering my belongings everywhere, some of them crashing onto the floor. He untied my robe, revealing my nakedness for him to worship.
“You’re mine,” he declared possessively.
Yes. “I’m yours.”
He was a piece of me, and without him, I would never be complete. We were like a complete puzzle. Take one piece out of the heart of the puzzle, and though the frame would be intact, there would always be that small part missing. We were just that way. We could survive without each other, we knew we could, but we also knew we’d be miserable that way. We fought hard, we loved harder, and we fucked even better.
The Piece By Piece of Us
A year later
Grey
Some got lucky in life. Some didn’t.
Others dwelled on their mistakes while some moved on.
In every situation, there was always a negative and a positive.
Look into the picture clearly. Open your eyes to reality.
Luck would sometimes be gifted to us, but most of the time, we worked hard for those good fortunes. Excuses were made for those who didn’t take action. The word itself was made for the lazy. Never be a victim of that because luck wouldn’t even cure laziness. Nothing ever did.
One of the things I learned from all the trials I had gone through was to never fear the unknown and underestimate what you could achieve because, in life, everything could be limitless—endless—if you put yourself on the line and took the risk.
What’s more, when you risked it all, the possible return of that investment could be worth your while. Live a little and try something that would make your heart skip and contract as if you were having a heart attack. Usually those experiences molded the person in you, so never be afraid to hurt, to be in pain or to fall in love.
Love happens all the time. Every time the clock ticked, someone in the world was falling in love out there somewhere. However, there was nothing exceptionally special about falling in love when a person didn’t appreciate the feeling itself. It became special when one appreciated the journey it brought them, when they bonded with all the tears, hate and joys.
So live a little. Risk even more. And the journey will be worth living for.
My rollercoaster love for Olivia had given me hell and a lot of heaven. I had come to realize that, even though our intentions and our love were pure, the world clearly wasn’t.
I knew it was her—I had known all along. But, sometimes, life threw backbreaking challenges that made you question everything, steering you in a different direction. However, if you fought it hard enough, even if there were so many wrongs, your perseverance would always prevail. Because, with all the wrongs that were committed, sooner or later, the right answer to the equation would come.
It was the same idea with lying. Sooner or later, the truth would eventually surface. I was only a man, and as such I was bound to mess up at some time, yet the trick was not to mess it up so much that you couldn’t tell a wake-up call from an accident.
I was grateful enough to have a second go with my life. Not everyone got a second chance. This was luck. Keeping the woman I loved and treasured, consistently making her happy, was hard work. Yet, I did it with a smile because I was a man who saw what was before me clearly—my reality and my future ahead.
Speaking of risking, and since it was Valentine’s Day, I thought I’d give Olivia something to think about…
Cherries are red.
Balls aren’t blue.
Someday, I will hear you say, I do.
+ Grey & Olivia +
The End
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More books by Pamela Ann
The Torn Series Order:
Scornfully Yours
Scornfully Hers
Frayed
Blasphemous
Undeniably Yours
Scorned
Fixated On You
Christmas With You
Unveiled November 19
Crushed TBA
Damaged TBA
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Chasing Imperfection
Chasing Paradise
Chasing Forever (Lucy & Toby) April 28
Chasing Mrs. Knightly: Epilogue Coming August 4
Lily’s Mistake
Loving Drake
Loving Lily Coming July 7
British Billionaires Series:
Falling For My Husband (Callum & Stella)
Falling For Ava (Reece & Ava) TBA 2014
Formula Men Series:
Monza Luca di Medici September 24
Nice Jacques Bertrand TBA
Barcelona Andrès Franco TBA
Pieces: A Duet
Pieces of You & Me
Pieces Of Us
+ Upcoming Stand-Alone Novels +
My Summer in Venice Coming May 2014
Havoc (Dark Erotica)
Breaking My Vows TBA 2014
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