47.1

Quinn’s pov

A bonus Chapter

She is breathtaking.

It is believed no matter how good a person looks, eventually the novelty wears off and their appearances simply become an everyday feature. I don’t think that will ever happen with Cara, her beauty makes my world turn black and white around her.

I still can’t believe she said yes. I came here prepared to be turned down and promise her to leave her alone thereafter. The night just got better, I feel like I am on top of the world. It would be incredibly satisfying if she felt the same way, I am optimistic, she just doesn’t know how she feels. My sister, Meg, has shamelessly expressed how this is a red flag for both of us. Trying to run away from our problems and Cara will Just be using me as an escape. Not going to give into her negativity on this magical night. I mean how many men can confidently say they finally got their dream girl? Not once but twice. Again Meg attempted to talk me out of it when she asked if Misha was here, would I still feel the same for Cara? Would I choose her over Cara?

Cara is everything that Misha wasn’t, Overconfident, full pride and manipulative. Everything I hated in a woman. However, I still loved her, she was authentic, honest of who she was, her drive for justice was rooted with passion, the sacrifices she made for her brother. How could I not fall for such an ordinary imperfect but perfectly flawed girl?

She gave me sleepless nights. I would drive past her apartment just to feel close to her, when her bedroom light would be switched off, I would drive home full of peace for I knew she was safe. My Cara, I could write an endless series of you, a master copy, intriguing and yet I would have a thousands of words left to write about you. She is mine now.

To answer my sister, Misha was my teenage fantasy, she taught me how to love, she made me feel like I mattered when I felt like the biggest loser in school and at home, she was my refuge. When she shared the great news that she was carrying my child, my mind couldn’t stop knitting these dreams of a perfect family, just the three of us. I was only seventeen, but I was ready for everything life would throw at us, I would be the best father and husband to her. I asked her to marry me, she said yes and she betrayed me, she left our few minutes’ son in the hospital nursery never to return, no goodbyes, no explanations. She is my past, she left and with her she carried everything I felt for her. Cara is my present and future. I would choose her over Misha. She is choosing me over her the quest she dedicated her entire life for.

The song, The way you look tonight by Frank Sinatra plays in the background. She blushes when she finds me staring, I just love when her femininity comes out. I would have loved to dance and make love to her but I worry about her wounded leg. Damn Cara! She is too stubborn and her lack of trust with people. Andre and his family did this to her. If she would have trusted my warning she would never have been bitten, i have never feared losing her as I did that night and that sealed my decision there was no turning back, I had to divorce Courtney even if it meant losing everything. It is time my father pays for the wrongs he did to other people. I will not be his bargaining chip or scape dog.

She smiles at me and I have to wonder what she is thinking?

The night goes on smoothly and I wish I can make it at a standstill. I don’t want it to end and I still can’ wait when we will finally be out of this place.

“where will we go?” she asks.

“it is surprise, Baby.”

She turns red. I can’t love red more.

“What if I hate it?”

“I will give you a reason to love it.”

Oh, she will love it.

My phone rings and I look down to find it is Courtney. She is still sour about my decision and she isn’t ready to accept it.

I swipe reject. She calls again and Cara’s eyes curve with worry. I reject. I receive a message from her, it reads, it is an emergency call me.

“who is it?” Cara asks when I take my attention away from her. “Courtney?”

I nod, “You should answer it, she was your wife.” She speaks though her tone tries to mask her anger.

I call back. “You are with her, isn’t it?” Courtney asks.

“What is it?” I ask.

“Your father has been arrested regarding the Cooper’s case.”

I look over to Cara, she watching me intently. Should have known this would come sooner or later. She finally did get the courage to do it. She warned me about the evidence that would convict my father for setting her father up and having him killed and also how her uncle helped in all this. It is like she senses what this all about.

“I have to go.” I say to Courtney. There is little I can do for my father.

“I am sorry, I had to it. If you will have a change of mind I will understand and respect it.”

I look over to her and hold her hand. “you had to do what you could, I love you regardless.”

“it is your father.” She whispers.

“so was Copper.” I assure her. “let’s just enjoy the night.”

“your father needs you.” She says.

Unbelievable! This is a side of I never knew existed, selflessness.

“come with me. “ I beg.

She hesitates for a moment and agrees. I know the press will be there and I want the whole world to know she is mine.

It is our first date. The night I intended it to end with me dropping her at her apartment, a light kiss on her forehead with a promise of more and saying goodbye pretending like I haven’t endure a throbbing hard on the entire night. And wait till I put a ring on her.

We leave the premise as I a sure she will be attacked by most but I am armed to protected her