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by Robinson, K. A.


  “Please Chloe, I love you. I want to spend every second of my life with you from now until the day I die. I can’t live without you.” I pleaded.

  This had gone so much better in my head. While I knew she would be angry, I had hoped that I wouldn’t have to resort to groveling to get her to take me back. But if I had to, I would. I would rather die than spend one more day without her.

  “I don’t want to get hurt again Drake,” she whispered, “I can’t take it.”

  I grabbed her and pulled her into my arms. She struggled at first, but I held on tight, refusing to let her go. “I will never hurt you again Chloe. Never. Let me prove it to you.”

  I pressed my lips to her and kissed her like I was dying, like it was the last kiss we would ever share, because it might just be our last. She might slap me when I let her go and never speak to me again. If she did, I wanted to remember the feel of her lips against mine for the rest of my life.

  Despite what she said, her body responded to me instantly as she wrapped her arms around me and kissed me back, showing me just how much she still wanted me.

  I groaned as her lips parted and I slipped my tongue inside her mouth, flicking my tongue ring against her tongue in a way that I knew drove her crazy.

  She moaned in response, before quickly pulling away. “What are we doing?”

  “I’m not sure what you were doing, but I was kissing the woman I love.”

  “I love you too Drake, and I do want to be with you. There’s no way that I can deny that now, but if we do this again, we’re going to take it slow and start over. I don’t know how this is going to work with you being so far away though.”

  A smile broke out across my face; if I had known all it would take to change her mind was a kiss, I would have done that first.

  “We’ll figure it out, we always do.” I said as I kissed her softly, “But I can’t agree to the taking it slow part.”

  “Why not?” She asked, confused.

  I reached into my pocket and pulled out a small box. “Because the first thing I did when I checked out was stop at the jewelry store and pick this up.”

  Her mouth dropped open as I lowered myself to one knee and opened the box to reveal a sparkling diamond ring. “Oh my God.”

  Before I met Chloe, if someone told me I would be down on one knee asking the woman I love to marry me, I would have kicked their ass. Before her, marriage had been nothing more than a trap that others fell into. I was too smart for that, or so I thought.

  “Chloe Marie Richards, I never thought I would ever be one of those dumbasses who loves a woman so much they want to tie themself to her forever, but here I am, down on one knee trying to think of something sweet and romantic to say. As you can tell, I’m failing miserably, so will you please put me out of my misery and say yes if I ask you to marry me?”

  She laughed as I stared up at her. “I don’t know… You’ll have to ask me to find out.”

  “I thought I just did.”

  “No, you asked me if I would say yes if you asked me to marry you; it’s not the same.”

  I groaned, “You’re not going to make this easy on me are you?”

  “After the last six months? I think not, you’re lucky I haven’t thrown you out yet.”

  “Fine, Chloe will you please marry me? I promise to love and cherish you forever and always, and I promise to give you lots of mind-blowing sex every day.”

  “Even when we’re ninety and walking with canes?” She asked with a serious look on her face.

  “Damn it, quit stalling! Will you marry me or not?”

  “Well, since you asked me so nicely, I guess I have to now.” She said as she laughed.

  “That was a yes, right?”

  “That was a yes.”

  I let out a breath I hadn’t realized I had been holding as I pulled the ring from the box and slipped it onto her finger. “Thank God.”

  “Aren’t you going to kiss me or something now? You’re not very good at this you know.”

  “I was getting to that part smartass.” I said as I stood back up and pulled her into my arms, “I can’t wait until you’re Mrs. Drake Allen. Hell, maybe even one day we will have two point five children and live in a log cabin by a lake.”

  She grinned. “I never understood that whole point five thing, but I wouldn’t mind kids someday. I love you Drake, I don’t think I could be any happier than I am right now.”

  “Me too baby, me too.” I said as I attacked her mouth. I was going to make up for every lost moment with her, even if it took me all night, or all year. I didn’t care. I had her in my arms and there was nothing in this world that would ever tear us a part.

  I knew we had a lot to figure out, especially with me living in Los Angeles now, but I wasn’t worried. Sometimes life throws you curve balls, but other times it seemed like everything fell into place. I was determined to make sure Chloe had her happily ever after, starting right now.

  Epilogue

  Chloe

  Six Years Later

  “I think I’m going to be sick.” I groaned as I stood backstage with Amber and Logan.

  “Just take a deep breath, it’ll be fine. He’s going to flip!” Amber squealed as she hugged me.

  I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself as I watched Drake, no more than ten feet away, perform to a crowd of thousands. After I finished my classes my sophomore year of college, I had moved out to California to be with Drake. Since then, we had only been back to West Virginia a few times and tonight was one of them. Drake was playing to a sold out crowd right in his hometown - Morgantown.

  I decided that here was the perfect place to clue him in on a little secret I had been keeping from him. It only seemed fitting to do so in the place where it had all started, where our life together began.

  “He’s getting ready to start the next song, are you ready?” Amber asked.

  “No, but I already made the sign so I can’t turn back now.” I said as I grabbed my sign from behind the curtain and clutched it to my chest.

  “Right, because the time and effort you put into it is too much to waste.” She teased.

  “Bite me.” I grumbled as I took another deep breath and raised the sign above my head.

  I stood there, feeling like an idiot, as I waited for Drake to look my way. Finally, half way through the song, he looked over at me. He smiled as he glanced at the sign I was holding and then looked away. I waited for it to register, and ten seconds later it clicked.

  Drake stopped mid-song and turned to look at me again. “What?” He bellowed into the microphone.

  The band stopped playing and turned to face me as the coliseum went dead silent. Before I realized what he was doing, Drake walked across the stage and stopped in front of me.

  “Seriously?” He asked.

  “Seriously.” I said as I grinned.

  He grabbed me and threw me over his shoulder as he walked back onto the stage.

  “Put me down Drake Allen!” I shrieked.

  “Sorry for the interruption guys, but it seems I have an announcement to make.” Drake’s voice boomed from the speakers.

  “Oh no.” I groaned as he sat me on my feet.

  “I’m sure you all know her by now, but in case you don’t, this is my lovely wife Chloe.”

  I blushed as a few members of the crowd whistled at me.

  “Alright, back off. She’s taken and she has just informed me that I’m going to be a dad. Now, I don’t know about the rest of you, but I think that’s pretty fucking cool!”

  The crowd went wild as Drake pulled me close and kissed me in front of thousands of people.

  “I’m going to kill you for this. I’ve never been so embarrassed in my life.” I cried as I felt my face warm.

  While Drake was used to being the center of attention, I tried to hide from the media and fans as much as possible.

  He laughed as he kissed me again. “I’m so happy baby; you’re going to make a great mom.”

  “I
think you’re going to make a pretty amazing dad yourself. Now go sing before the natives get restless. We can talk about this later.”

  He laughed as he released me and turned back to the crowd. “Alright, are you guys ready to tear down this fucking place?” He screamed.

  The crowd roared as I ran off stage and into Amber’s arms.

  “That was the funniest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.” Logan said as he howled with laughter.

  “Shut up or I’ll throw you out there!” I said.

  Amber kept her arms around me as Logan wrapped both of us in a hug. There was nothing like having the three, now four, most important people in my life all together at once.

  And I had to admit as I watched Drake mesmerize the crowd, life was pretty good. I had two of the best friends in the world, an amazing husband who loved me more than I deserved, and a tiny little bundle of joy on the way. What else could a girl ask for?

  The End

  Chloe and Drake’s story is finished,

  But Logan still hasn’t found his happily ever after…..

  Watch for him late 2013…

  For more information on some of the topics covered in this book, please check out the following links:

  Childhelp National Child Abuse Hotline - http://www.childhelp.org/pages/hotline-home

  Drug Abuse Hotline - http://drugabusehelpline.net/

  National Suicide Prevention Lifeline - 1-800-273-TALK (8255):

  No one should ever have to suffer alone.

  About the Author

  K.A. Robinson is a self-published author from a small town in West Virginia. She still lives there today with her crazy two year old son and husband of four years.

  When she isn't writing, she loves to read and constantly has her nose buried in her Kindle, much to her husband's annoyance. Her favorites are usually something about dystopian societies or hot rock stars with tattoos.

  She can't cook to save her life, and is a firm believer in frozen pizza. Her addictions include Diet Pepsi, Starbucks, Cookie Dough Ice Cream, and Cocoa Pebbles, as well as an addiction to all things tattooed.

  For more information, please visit my Goodreads page at:

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  Happy Reading!

  Shout out!

  I really don’t think I could name everyone that I want to send my thanks to at this point, there are enough of you to put in a book!

  First – to all of the bloggers who I’ve met since Torn was released in January. You’ve welcomed me into this crazy author/blogger world with open arms and I’m proud to call several of you my friends.

  Second – to my fans. I have received SO MANY comments and emails and I want you to know just how important those are to me. I always have a silly grin on my face when I read them, so thank you for that. You’ve pulled me out of some really bad moods more than once.

  Third – to my book club for making me laugh until I cried. No words can express how much I love you all.

  Fourth – in a category all her own, Dirty Molly. You have sent me some of the most AMAZING fan art a girl could ever ask for. And yes, I know you’re blushing right now.

  Fifth – to my parents. I couldn’t have done any of this without either of you. And the fact that you’ve dealt with me on a daily basis for the past 22 years without murdering me, well, that deserves a medal. I love you both.

  Thank you to every single one of you reading this. You’ve touched my life so much. I love you all!

 

 

 


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