What happens when the one you’re meant to be with has been right in front of you all along?
Fallon Wrenshaw never screamed one single word so loudly in all her life.
Her throat burned.
Her ears rang.
All she wanted was for him to stop, but it didn’t matter—it was too late.
What’s done was done.
And in that moment, she realized she’d been blind to the truth for years.
All her greatest fears turned into her sad reality. She watched it all unfold right before her, no longer able to deny it.
Her heart shattered so thoroughly, she couldn’t imagine going on.
That was . . . until Parks.
He helped her see things differently.
He always had.
He was her light—her constant—her salvation.
He was her best friend and he’d been there all along, it just took her a while to see what was meant to be, and when she did, she worried it was too late.
That she’d lost her one final chance at love.
I open the door to find Fallon standing there. I thought she was working today, so her being here has me worried. She looks up at me, clearly upset. Her green eyes are filled with tears, and my heart breaks. My arms open to her, and she falls against my chest, letting me guide her inside as she sobs uncontrollably. I have no clue what happened, but I have a feeling that it has something to do with Leo.
“Shhhhh,” I tell her and rub up and down her back. The closeness of our bodies has my cock fuckin’ throbbing, and I fight the feeling the way I have my entire life. Now is not the time for this, especially with how upset she is. Fallon and I are friends, best friends in fact, and have been since we were kids. But I’ve been in love with her my entire life; I’ve just never told her about my feelings.
“Here, come sit,” I tell her when her sobs become less erratic and she turns her face up to me. Her cheeks are streaked with her makeup, and her lip is trembling, but she’s no longer sobbing as she lets me move her to the couch. She flops her tight ass down, and the second I sit next to her, she scoots over to my lap, laying her head a few inches away from my dick.
I let out a breath of air, imagining my dad naked to help control my cock. If I get hard right now with her on my lap, she’d be mortified and surely hate me. But I can feel it growing, so I decide to start talking to see if the will help.
“Is it Leo?” I ask her, and she nods her head as she wipes her sleeve across her cheek.
Goddamn it, don’t move.
“I . . . I don’t know how I let this happened again, Parks.”
My cock won’t stop, and I have to slip away. “I’m going to grab you some tissues,” I tell her, and she sits up, nodding at me so innocently. I grab a box of Kleenex, which I only have because I was sick last week and Fallon brought them over. As I head back to the living room, I find Fallon with her knees pulled to her chest, and I think I have a fair shot at keeping my dick down if she is on her side of the couch.
“Here,” I tell her as I hand her the box. She wipes her eyes and blows her nose, and I have to know what happened. As much as I know it will hurt her to replay whatever happened, I need to know. “What did that asshole do?”
International Bestselling Author, LK Collins, comes One Final Breath an
emotional and unforgettable read about losing the one you love and learning how
to go on without them.
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