“I’ll take care of him,” Clark tells me, giving me a grin before following behind his best friend like a lost puppy. I’m not sure that guy has a serious bone in his body.
Jules comes up beside me, snuggling into my side, making me forget what I was thinking.
“What was that about?” she asks.
“Not sure, but I’m guessing he and his soon-to-be stepsister have some kind of history.”
“Oh really? Sounds a little like us?” She wiggles her eyebrows. I stare down at her, unbelieving that she is still mine, and that I haven’t fucked this up again yet.
“I don’t think there is any saving him. He uses his fists instead of his words. He’s got an anger issue, and I’m pretty sure parental issues too.”
Jules rolls her eyes. “So easy to judge, Mr. Miller, and here I thought you were all about helping others, being a better man?”
My eyes catch on the diamond ring that adorns her ring finger. I couldn’t help but ask her, even though we agreed we wouldn’t get married until after we graduated. I needed, no wanted to let every bastard on campus know that she was mine.
“I’ll show you a better man… as soon as we get home.”
Her cheeks pinken and I swear I’ll never get over the way she looks at me, or the way she reacts to me.
“Kiss me,” she orders, pressing up onto her tiptoes. Blonde hair framing her angelic face, with blue eyes that beam up at me.
And as if I could ever deny her what she wants, I press my lips to hers, relishing in the best thing that has ever happened to me.
THE END