CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Three Months Later
I’d seen enough bad, done enough bad, to know what I had with Roxy was a gift I didn’t deserve. I sure as hell wasn’t going to look a gift horse in the mouth. Instead, I’d climb on this pony and ride for all it was worth to the very end of the trail.
She was mine. There was a reason she went to jail, got right in the head, and got the help she needed. It wasn’t a coincidence she was still single when I returned from my tour of duty. I was too old to believe in coincidences. It could have gone a million other ways, but it didn’t.
Because she was meant to be my kitten. She completed me. She said I made her feel safe; well, she was my moon and stars. She stole my heart back in elementary school, and I wanted to let her keep it. It was always her.
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