CHAPTER297
Enough is enough, it’s time I made a stand, I need to show her exactly how this is going to go. Jake and I are untouchable; some manipulative little bitch full of lies is not going to come between us in this way. I trust him, I know what he’s done, and I am ready to completely forgive him. I’m not going to let some narcissistic tramp come between us. All the pain and anger and the weeks of going without sex, not only because of my broken heart but also his guilt, and this slut is at the center of it. Enough is enough. I throw aside my napkin and hoist myself to my feet in sheer fury.
“And I say yes … Yes, fucking yes!” I turn to Jake and
grab his hand pulling it to my stomach, ready to fight for what is rightfully mine; not about to let some cheap ass fake tramp take it from me. Jake and I have a future to look forward to and a child but holding back and being
afraid made all this happen in the first place. I rejected the world he wanted to give me and hurt him and now I have him back. I’m not going to let some asshole woman come between us and get in the way of that.
Jake is mine, always mine. Now. Then and forever!
“Will you marry me, Jake?” I fixate on him with pure sincerity, my heart pounding crazily, every part of me thumping out of my chest with sheer adrenaline, meaning every freakin single word. Jake’s dumbfounded and stalls for a moment before yanking me to him, so I’m facing him full-on, his eyes searching my face in sheer confusion.
“I told you I would give you fireworks and a floor show, Emma, but if this is what you want, you know I’d marry you right now. Just say the word and I’ll marry you in a heartbeat.” He can’t conceal the sudden soft emotion in his eyes, and it fuels what I’m doing, making my decision concrete. I love him. I need him, and I never want anything or anyone to ever pull us apart again.
“I just want you.” I lean up and softly kiss him on the mouth, my eyes filling with emotions and tears, sniffing back the sudden surge of happiness.
“You’re pathetic. Both of you. Screw you both!” Marissa throws her glass at the wall and storms toward the closed door, spitting venom at us both, sheer hatred, and disgust all over that face. “You’ll wake up one day and look at that miserable icy little bitch you married and think of me, Jake. I was your first love and despite this bullshit show right here, you kissed me, you still want me, and you’re just too hung up on the past to see that.” She turns to me with pure malice. “Good luck trying to trust him, Emma. I can assure you he will crawl into my bed repeatedly in years to come because we fit, him and I, we’re the same and it’s only a matter of time before I get him back.”
“Marissa just get the fuck out.” Jake throws her a look that screams leave before I make you leave and turns back to me pulling me into his body a little forcefully.
The door slams, but neither of us look her way, too locked in on one another and the fact I just gave myself to him completely and wholeheartedly. We both exhale almost in unison at the sudden silence of her exiting. The immediate calmness and serenity that washes over the whole room so very quickly now she’s not in it.
“I’m sorry, baby. None of what she said is true. I swear, Emma. That’s not what happened.” He pushes his forehead to mine and focuses on my mouth, my heart ripping into shreds at the look of devastation on his face. He’s worried, despite my show of unity, that I still doubt him, but I just shake my head.
“I believe you, Jake. I know you wouldn’t do that to me.” I start to cry again, as I reach up and slowly kiss him on the mouth, tears of relief and maybe even joy. Possibly hormonal; seeing as crying is becoming second nature ever since he impregnated me. Jake closes his eyes and kisses me back, deepening it slightly, tongue flicking against mine deliciously, aiding the wounds from the confrontation from hell. He pulls back and runs his fingers through my hair, scooping it behind my ear, focusing those beautiful green calm eyes on me.
“I love you more than life, bambino … I know you said the stuff about marrying me in anger, Emma, to hurt her—”
“I didn’t!” I cut in and cover his mouth with my fingers. My heart soaring at the peace I feel right now. “I mean it, Jake … You’re my life and I’m done with all this bullshit. I want our baby to be born a Carrero. I’m done being scared … I love you so much and I forgive you.”"
