Tend To My Heart

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I'll have to interrogate her later.

The boys shift their gazes up at me, waiting for confirmation or denial and for some reason, my gaze shifts to the man outside, my heart picking up speed.

"I do" the words fall out of my mouth and I had no time to stop them.

In the little time we had, I fell for that man before I could even stop myself and it lifted a weight off of my chest just to admit that, even to myself.

"Then go" Cooper tells me and my eyes catch his, drifting off to the rest of the group, all of their heads nodding.

"I don't understand" I murmur.

"We can't ever thank you enough. So, we're groveling and giving you the space and time and the break you deserve. Get the hell out of here, Evangeline" my brother jerks his head towards the exit and I'm swallowing a lump in my throat.

God, crying was even exhausting and that's all I've been doing lately.

Damn emotions.

Instead of standing there to argue and be confused, I steal another glance at the man outside and make my way out.

My heart is suddenly beating way too fast and my palms are growing clammy with every step I take.

Our eyes remain locked with one another and I can't help but notice the confidence in his. As if he had no doubt about me. As if he knew he'd win me over no matter how hard I'd tried to keep him away from the life I live.

Cocky bastard.

He looks so handsome. He's always so handsome, it's very frustrating.

My nerves are eating at my chest and before I know it, I'm standing right in front of him.

"Hey sweetheart" he flashes me that dimple and I almost melt right then and there.

That pet name seems to be something he's growing fond of and I can't complain or say I'm not fond of it either.

"Hi" I reply, my voice suddenly soft and making me feel so damn weak that I want to run and hide.

He must sense that because his hand reaches for mine, pulling me closer to him. When he releases my hand, I miss the warmth of his immediately until he cups my face that way that he loves to, his thumbs brushing my cheeks.

"You ready to go?" He asks, his breath warming my face.

"Where?" I whisper.

He doesn't answer, instead he smirks and kisses my forehead before guiding me to the passenger side and opening the door for me.

Choosing to live in this moment, letting go of all other worries, I climb in.

I'm not sure how long this will last but I'm choosing to bask in it for as long as I'm allowed, giving myself this one thing.

Tristan shuts the door and I watch his large frame make his way to the drivers side, climbing in and sparing me a soft look.

"You look worried" he says, leaning over just a bit.

"I am" I admit, my heart beating for the man with baby blue eyes.

"The rest of this evening and all of tomorrow, your worries are mine" he assures me and for some godforsaken reason, my eyes start to water.

Not now, please.

Tristan starts to pull back so that he can start the car but my hands reach for his shirt, pulling him over the middle console so that our face are centimeters apart.