Chapter 30: Book 2 Chapter 4
Colton
I love everything about Jenna. Her voice—the soft whispers against my neck. The way she scrunches up her cute button nose when she gets confused. I could get lost in her eyes for hours. Her blue orbs pulling me in—dragging me down the hole.
I reached around her waist, pulling her back into my chest. “Jenna, my dear sweet girl.”
She murmured, “Colton—”
“I can’t help myself.” I kissed just below her ear, “You’re just too damn beautiful to let go.”
Being with Jenna was a breath of fresh air. She was mine. I’m going to keep her all to myself. If I could, I’d lock her up—where nobody could see her beauty.
“Do you want to come over tonight? They just added a new horror flick on Netflix.”
“You know damn well we won’t be watching t.v., right?”
“I know.”
“Come here, babe.”
“You just want to cop a feel… such a dirty man you are.”
I raised a brow and cocked my head, “And?”
“Someone could walk in at any second.”
“Babe, that’s what makes it more exciting—never knowing what to expect. The thrill. Adrenaline pumping through your veins.”
“Colton!” She squealed as I backed her against the wall and caged her in.
“You love it, babe.”
“I never said I didn’t like it. I love it when you talk dirty to me.”
My hands cupped her face, feathering my lips over hers and breathed out. “I love you. I love you so damn much it hurts.”
“And, I love you, Colton Davenport.”
“Never leave me.”
“Never, baby—never.”
I shot straight up in the bed, gasping for air. I was breaking out in a cold sweat. Every night, I have the same dream. No. It wasn’t a dream. It was a distant memory of the first time I told her I loved her. And still do. This had to be God’s way of punishing me. He’s making me pay for what I did. All the past transgressions and all the lies were eating me alive. Killing me on the inside.
I threw my legs over the side of the bed and held my head in my hands. “Please God, let this be the day she comes to see me. Let this be the day I get on my knees and beg her forgiveness.”
A few hours later, I sat at the table and hoped I’d see three faces instead of two. Just as I glanced to the door, I saw her. Did God hear my prayers? I smiled, but frowned when I saw another figure. Tommy was following behind her. Just then, I saw Benjamin and Chloe right behind them. I clenched my fists as I watched Tommy wrap his arms around her shoulders. I couldn’t lose it. Not now and not in front of Jenna. I’m trying to show her I’m changing for the better. For her and my child.
Why the fuck was Tommy with her, and why is he touching my woman?
Jenna took a seat across from me and looked into my eyes. Benjamin pulled Tommy by the forearm and said, “Come on, let’s go get something from the vending machine. Chloe wants a Snickers and a Coke.”
“I’m not—”
“Now Tommy, or else you can go to the car.”
Tommy jerked his arm and glared at me. “Fine.”
I reached across the table, but she placed her hands in her lap. It was too soon.
Or, was it because of that smug bastard?
I whispered, “You came. You’re really here with me.”
“Colton, why? Why couldn’t you just tell me the truth? I thought we told each other everything. No lies or secrets.”
“Baby, I’m so sorry—so, so sorry. I wanted to, but my father—I couldn’t let him hurt you. Please, forgive me.”
I raised up and walked around the table, getting on my knees. Begging for her forgiveness. “Forgive me, sweet girl.”
Jenna widened her eyes and looked around. Everyone’s attention was on us, or more like me. She hissed, “Get up off your knees.”
“Baby—I need you. Forgive me for all that I’ve done.”
“You hurt me.”
“Let me prove it to you. Let me show you I can be the man you fell in love with. I love you, Jenna.”
I could hear other inmates yelling for her to forgive me. Benjamin, Chloe, and Tommy stepped back into the room exchanging glances at each other. Tommy narrowed his eyes as Benjamin and Chloe gave me a thumbs up.
Jenna sighed, rubbing her belly. “Colton if I say I forgive you, will you get up off the dirty floor?”
“I don’t want to hear it if you don’t mean it. I want to earn your forgiveness.”
“And, how are you going to do that?”
“I’ll write you every day. Call you whenever I get the chance. I’ve missed you so much.”
“Colton, I’m not going to forgive you until you prove you can be the man I deserve. I need time to heal.”
“I understand. I’ll wait for you—fight for you. Even if it kills me.”
She smiled and reached out for my hand. She took me by the wrist and placed my palm flat on her swollen belly. My heart thumped wildly against my chest as I felt my child kick. A stray tear rolled down my cheek as I raised my head and trembled from excitement. Our eyes locked onto one another as squeezed my hand.
I whispered, “Thank you—thank you, baby.”
Our moment was interrupted when Tommy cleared his throat, “Time to go.”
“Back off Tommy.” Benjamin said, pulling him away, “You know what, go to the fucking car and wait. Maybe next time, we’ll leave your ass at home.”
Tommy glared at Benjamin, then to me, before storming off. I removed my hand, bringing her hand to my mouth. “Remember, I love you and I’ll be home soon. I hope you’ll think about what I said.”
“I will. You look good, Colton.”
“As do you, my love. I’ll write you every day. Will I see you next time?”
“Yes.”
Benjamin gave me a smile and said, “Next time, we’ll leave the bulldog at home.”
“Can I give you a kiss?”
“Yes.”
I pressed my lips against her soft flesh and kissed her feverishly. It had been so long since I’d tasted her. If only, I could go back in time and take back every bad deed I’d done.