Dirty Bonds: The FULL BOOK: Part 1&2 of Dirty Bonds Series (Extra Sneak Peek included)
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Yea right…who was I kidding, I was jealous as hell!
I would’ve made a wonderful mother for her too
It just didn’t seem right for Charlotte to have them.
If anyone should have them…it should have been me.
I had him first!
Zack was making it obvious that he wanted my attention; becoming uncomfortable I began to fumble with my bouquet. I hadn't noticed how gorgeous they were. The colors were almost similar to my own wedding flower arrangements.
Great minds think alike.
I continued to play with the flowers a bit longer as Zack continued to stare at me. He looked directly at me as though he wasn’t trying to hide it. He spoke loudly to his daughter as if he was doing it on purpose to make me look his way; to gain my interest; so I gave it to him. I allowed myself once more to give Zack the eye contact and that he so urgently required.
Zack stopped talking abruptly at the sight of my brown eyes gawking at him; although his little girl continued to chat away. He looked at me as if he was a starving lion and as if I was on the menu as his next meal. His brilliant coffee colored eyes seemed dull. As if they had lost their shine. He looked so sad. On the outside, he looked identical to how I felt in the inside. Moments passed before either one of us had managed to blink. I looked away from him because I'd seen all that I had needed to see. I had seen the truth; the answer in his eyes that despite how hard he tried to deny or hide it; he couldn’t.
Zack was still in love with me and there wasn't a damn thing that I or anybody could do about it.
Humph, now how about that?
It raised the question. If you love somebody, I mean really and truly love somebody, would you always love them? But loving someone and being in love with someone was two very different things.
Logically, it just couldn’t be possible. It had been ten years; Zack couldn't possibly still be in love with me---could he?
Becoming agitated, I was glad when Pastor Baylock, who was my daddy’s young, and may I add, sexy assistant pastor at the church, asked for the bride and groom as well as the maid of honor and the best man, to join him in the office for the signing of the marriage license.
Somehow being the last to enter the office, Zack held the door open for me and waited for me to pass by him. He purposely left just a tiny amount of room for me to squeeze pass him. Zack knew that I was a part of the thunder thighs club so he knew that it would be a challenge to get by him without touching him. As my whole left side brushed up against his six foot five physique, instantaneously I was reminded of the chemistry and intimacy that we once shared. A chill slithered down my spine causing me to get mad and get glad all at the same damn time.
I could tell by the way that Zack cleared his throat that he had felt it too.
Instinctively, I looked at Charlotte; my poor sister was too happy to even notice. She was glowing and talking Pastor Baylock to death. Well, he seemed to be enjoying her conversation. Either that or he was simply smiling and listening just to be nice. I did that to her all the time, so I guessed he was doing the same.
With their conversation coming to an end, Charlotte reached out her hand for her husband to grab it; eager for him to take his place at her side. She grabbed the pastor’s pen and without hesitation, signed her name on the dotted line. Charlotte squealed like a little piglet and reached the pen to Zack, but surprisingly… he didn’t take it.
Uh oh, I thought and looked in the other direction only for a second but I was too nosey to miss anything, so I turned my attention back to the bride and groom.
Charlotte attempted to hand it to him again; but he didn’t budge. Frustrated, Charlotte smacked her lips, which was followed by a million and one questions.
But Zack just stood there; in silence, unresponsive.
His eyes were fixed on the marriage license.
You could tell that he was in deep thought as though his mind and his heart were having a disagreement and pulling him in opposite directions.
The constant babbling from Charlotte didn’t seem to faze him. After a minute or two more, Zack finally looked up---but it wasn't at Charlotte.
He somewhat looked passed her; at me, only for a second or two.
On demand, Zack’s gaze once again shifted downward, this time looking at the gold band on his ring finger. It appeared as though he had also taken a glance at Pastor Baylock’s wedding band as well.
After a while longer, Zack took a deep breath before looking the man of the cloth in his face.
“Pastor, I have a question.” Zack said.
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~*Sometimes falling your heart will get you into trouble. There is nothing wrong with letting your mind lead the way. Eventually, your heart will follow.*~
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