Whispers of a Broken Halo by Abbi Glines

“I worried about you for the longest time. Wished I had a number I could call. Anything to make sure you were okay,” he told me.

“Really?” I asked, turning in his arms to look at him.

He smirked. “Yeah. I was pretty damn sure I was in love with you back then.”

“Oh,” I replied.

Did I tell him I had been in love with him then and I was now? He cared about me. I was sure of that. Today had shown me that. I was always expecting the happy to be taken away from me. If I admitted I loved him, then life might take that from me too.

“I didn’t know anything about love back then,” he said.

I started to turn my back to him again. I didn’t want him reading my expressions. He stopped me before I could and took my chin between his two fingers so that I had to meet his gaze. He was smiling just enough for his dimple to show. I wanted to reach up and touch it. He had to be the most beautiful man alive.

“I was a stupid kid, fascinated with a gorgeous girl who wore clothes three sizes too big and had the sweetest smile in the world. But it wasn’t love,” he said.

His description of me back then was nice. I hadn’t seen myself that way.

“I’m still stupid at times, but I’m not a kid anymore,” he said, then pressed a soft kiss to my lips. “I’m addicted to you, intoxicated, obsessed, and in love. I know how that feels now.”

I stared up at him, my heart thudding in my chest.

“You love me?” I asked.

“The crazy kind, yes.” He smirked.

I sat up and covered my cheeks with my hands. They felt hot. I turned and looked down at him, still lying there, watching me.

“We made love! That was why it was different,” I said more to myself than to him.

Rio chuckled. “Baby, we’ve been making love for a while now. Just because I’m talking dirty and spanking your ass doesn’t mean it’s not making love.”

I shook my head. “No, I mean, you were sweet and gentle. I felt special.”

Rio frowned then and reached up to grab my arm, then pulled me down onto his chest. “You’ve always been special.”

I held his face in my hands. “I love you,” I told him, realizing I hadn’t said the words back.

He turned his head just enough to kiss my palm. “Yeah, I thought you might, but today, after the little fit you threw over Vicky, I was sure then.”

I pressed my lips together and tried to scowl, but I was too happy. I couldn’t fully do it.

“If you ever think I’ve done something wrong, don’t leave me. Talk to me first. Don’t get me wrong; you can throw a jealous tantrum anytime you want. It makes me horny as fuck. You are adorable, doing it. But don’t leave me. Because I swear to you, there is no way I’d mess this up.”

I started to lie back down beside him when I realized I had to admit something to him. I’d come close many times and not been able to say it, but he needed to know. I had to get it off my chest.

“I need to tell you something,” I said, not able to look at him. I was afraid if I did, I wouldn’t be able to get it out.

“Okay, I’m listening,” he replied.

I closed my eyes tightly and took a deep breath. There shouldn’t be secrets between us , I reminded myself. “I moved us to The Shores because I knew you lived here,” I blurted out.

Rio chuckled, and I opened my eyes, then turned to look at him. I hadn’t expected him to laugh.

“I figured that out a while back,” he told me, then reached for my arm and pulled me to his chest.

“You don’t think that’s stalkerish or crazy?” I asked him.

He played with my hair. “I think it makes me the luckiest damn guy I know.”

I sighed, relieved by his response and that I no longer had any secrets. This was joy. I wasn’t sure I had experienced it before. Deep down, I was afraid of what fate would do to me. I hoped that life, just this one time, would give me a break and let me have this.





Chapter Forty-Four

Rio

The summer was coming to an end. For the past few days, Bryn had been planning Cullen’s birthday next week. Now that he was at a kids camp during the day while we worked at the farmers market, he had some friends to invite, and I thought she was more excited about it than he was. Cullen was more excited about the fact that he would start kindergarten soon. He had his Spider-Man backpack already by his bed with his school supplies.

I rarely stayed at my place anymore. I wanted to talk to Bryn about moving in and taking up the rent payment. She hadn’t mentioned us making our living arrangements permanent yet, but I thought she might. I was giving her time.

“Is Bryn in the office?” Hazel asked, breaking into my thoughts as I did inventory in the stockroom.

“Yeah. Why?”

Hazel pressed her lips together nervously. “Uh, well, there is someone asking for her.”

“Who?” And why did Hazel look so uncomfortable? I put my smart tablet down on a shelf, ready to go see for myself.

“A man,” she said softly.

“Show me,” I replied.

Hazel’s eyes shot toward the office door, then back to me. “He asked for Bryn,” she said.

“Now, Hazel.”

She rolled her eyes and turned around. “Fine.”