Repented (22 page)

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

BACK TO ME

KEVIN

It was finally here. The big event was today. We were scheduled to be there at noon to start rehearsing and make sure everything was ready to go. This week would go down in history as one of the best of my life. Everything about this visit was about closure and new beginnings.

Madison agreeing to marry me made me ecstatic. I had Mike's approval all the way back at Christmas. After having some downtime to recoup and make sure she still felt the way, I knew she was exactly what I wanted. I didn't have any real reservations to begin with, but it solidified everything I thought I knew. To an outsider, they might think we rushed it. In my heart, I knew from day one that she was it for me. What's the sense of dragging out the inevitable? There's no guarantee you'll wake up in the morning, so why wait?

Jake and I had a conversation while I was recovering about commitment. Some countries and religions still have arranged marriages. We used to sell women for land and cattle, if it's a balls to the wall mutual love, there's no sense in waiting. I bought the piece of land adjacent to Jake's and planned on building Madison her dream house. As much as I loved Phoenix and the weather, Smithville had become home for both of us. Whatever she wanted to do in life, I wanted to be her anchor.

She came out of the bathroom, and my jaw dropped. Aubrey, Piper and the rest of the girls had spa and shopping day yesterday while we practiced. Apparently, Aubrey had helped her pick out this outfit. All I wanted to do was rip it off and do dirty things to her tan, lean, toned body. The lace corset she had on showcased her slim waist, and the tight leather leggings made her ass look scrumptious as she did a little turn. Her blonde hair now had a few black streaks, and she had on more makeup than she usually wore. I was liking the look. A lot.

"Close your mouth, you'll catch flies." She teased, winking at me.

Fuck. I was hard. I wanted her. There wasn't enough time to worship her like she deserved. It would have to wait until later. "You look absolutely breathtaking. Me likey." Running my hands over her ass, I pulled her to me showing her how excited I was.

"Don't you have a gig to do?" She whispered seductively in my ear.

Yes. Maybe. Nope. Fuck. Done. Fuck. Need. Want.

Hooking my thumbs in her pants, I slid them down and ran my palm across her heat. She was already wet.
What's a few extra minutes?
I couldn't perform top notch bottling all this up. I bent her over and unzipped my jeans watching them hit the floor. Running my cock up her slit, I paused at her entrance before filling her to the hilt. She moaned. I dug my hands into her hip as I pounded into her hot, tight pussy. She squeezed around me, and I knew I wasn't going to last long.

"Fuck me harder," she demanded through gritted teeth.

Picking up my pace, I started moving watching her perfect ass bounce as I thrust. Seeing her juices soaking my cock did it. I fell over the edge as I filled her. She tilted her head, grinning.

"So fucking hot!' I growled. She made her way to the bathroom to clean up, blowing me a kiss as she sashayed her ass. Damn, I was one lucky son of a bitch.

After cleaning up, it looked like we were still going to be on time. Pulling up to the venue, there was press everywhere. Our engagement even made entertainment news. We made our way inside to where almost everyone was already waiting. There were a few interviews scheduled, followed by the show and a meet and greet.

Looking around, it felt right. Just like it's meant to be. Life goes by so fast, and there's no guarantee for second chances. Every time she looked at me, my heart swelled. She took my breath away. I couldn't wait for the next however many years we were granted with together. To fill our house with babies. To grow old together and swing with our grandkids on a big front porch. To have every experience possible. Together.

Maybe my journey wasn't so much about paying repentance as it was learning to love myself for how I was, and finding someone that appreciated me for the same. Love at first sight might seem cliché, or farfetched, but sometimes when you know you know. It was forever her and me.

AUSTIN

I had a love hate with being in Phoenix. Ever since Kevin and Madison announced their engagement, Bri's been acting off. She was more closed off than usual. Just when I thought we were making a little progress, she went and closed like the Venus flytrap. She was sitting in the corner looking out of place. Walking over to her, I took a seat in the chair next to her.

"Why can't you just put your drawbridge down for once?" I asked.

"Why is it that I feel you're the worst and best thing to ever happen to me at the same time?" It was a serious question. Sadness formed around her big, brown eyes.

"Because you're impossible, but face it we put up with each other's shit better than anyone else could."

She wrung her hands together, avoiding eye contact. "I'm afraid to love you. Every time I love someone, something happens and takes them away. I can't risk that with you. You've become my constant. You're my rock, Austin. My big, stupid rock with a big cock."

"Hey now," I knew I was grinning like an idiot. "You're my little ray of fucking sunshine, mixed with a little bit of hurricane. I'm not exactly free of scars either. I've been sitting around waiting for you to see what the next step is. I'm here Bri. I've been here for months. I just want you to be fucking happy."

"You make me happy," she admitted. "But, I'm scared."

I pulled her into my lap and wrapped my arms around her. "Listen, we're all slightly cracked. It doesn't mean we're broken; there's a difference. Maybe I can be your Humpty Dumpty and help put you back together. You just have to realize that you trust me enough to let me. No matter how it ends, I'd still do it again."

COMING SOON: CRACKED: A GUILTY TENDENCIES NOVEL

THE MOTHERFUCKING END

HOLY MOTHERFUCKING SHITBALLS! Yeah, that's pretty much my thoughts after typing The End. I know you guys have been more than patient waiting for me to release Repented, and I wanted to thank each and every one of you for sticking with me. Kevin decided he wanted to stop talking to me. If I wrote him when I wasn't feeling it, he would have been a whiny bitch all sappy about having his heart broken. That's not him. He's a survivor. No matter what life throws at you, good or bad, there's beauty in it! Thank you so much for reading the series. Loving the boys. I love you guys! I have one other book that I'll be releasing before the GT series called The Longest Road, which is also a rock and roll romance. It will be standalone. As always, follow me on Facebook or check out my website for the most up to date info.

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