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  • Hook Me(Men of Inked #2)(51) by Chelle Bliss
  • “I’m scared, Michael,” I whispered as he broke the kiss.

    “Of what?”

    “You.” I sucked in a breath.

    He held me at arm’s length. “Mia,” he said, lifting my chin. “I won’t break your heart. For the first time in my life, I’ve found something worth fighting for, someone more important than me.” His eyes searched mine. “Give me a chance to prove it. I’ll do everything in my power to make you happy.”

    “How do I know I can trust you? I want to believe you, but what if I was the other woman, Michael. I can’t just pretend like nothing happened without knowing for sure.” I stared into his eyes.

    “I have proof. I brought this to show you.” He held out the large brown envelope.

    “Was is it?” I asked, not sure I wanted to open it.

    “Just look. I want you to see Tammy for who she really is. My statement to the police is in there along with evidence and screen shots of her text messages. She never mentioned a baby, Mia. She lied and tried to trap me.” He pushed the envelope forward into my hands.

    I walked to the couch and set it on the coffee table. Michael sat next to me, not speaking, as he watched me. I removed the contents one by one. A book and a couple sheets on paper were inside. Setting the book on the table I grabbed the papers and flipped through them.

    I read the text messages first paying close attention to the timestamp. Not one said anything about a baby, just Tammy begging him to come back to her. The messages went from pleading to downright mean and threatening. The conversation was entirely one sided. They were all from before we met. He had ended it with her. I wasn’t the other woman.

    “What’s this?” I asked. holding the black book in my hand.

    “Take a look. It’s an eye opener for sure. Tammy made it.”

    I nodded, opening the cover to reveal the first page. It read Michael & Tammy Gallo with a picture of them on their wedding day. Only it wasn’t them. I started laughing.

    “I told ya,” he said, running his fingers across my hand.

    “No, it’s just...” I tried to stop laughing. “She showed me a picture like this but an engagement photo.”

    “Just great.” He reached for the book.

    I batted his hand away. “I’m not done,” I said, as I turned the page.

    “Knock yourself out. It gets more bizarre the deeper you go.” He leaned back and relaxed.

    The engagement photo she showed me was next, followed by a series of wedding shots. When I came to a page filled with children I stopped and the laughter I fought so hard to stop bubbled to the surface.

    “Madelyn Gallo,” I said, still laughing as tears formed in my eyes.

    “Don’t forget about Mason,” he said sitting up. “She picked out all the names.” He smiled.

    “She’s seriously a whack job.” I shook my head still stunned by her audacity. “Didn’t you know she was this nuts before you slept with her?”

    “We were never a couple. I didn’t figure it out until I found the book. I walked out of her house that day and never looked back.” He rubbed my arm and grabbed my chin. “Mia, I never lied to you. Not about Tammy or anything.”

    I searched his eyes. With all the information and the sincerity on his face, I knew he spoke the truth. “I believe you, Michael.”

    “About damn time,” he said, moving to kiss me.

    “I’m still mad at you,” I mumbled against his lips.

    Pulling away, he rested his forehead against mine. “Take it out on me in the bed, Mia. I can’t wait another minute to feel you under me.”

    “Wait,” I said, pushing him away.

    His smile evaporated. “What?”

    “I said I believed you, not that I’d have sex with you.” I shook my head and tried to make the statement believable. All I wanted to do was make love to the man and fall asleep in his arms. I missed his body against mine as I slept.

    He gave me a cocky grin, the one that I loved. “Are you mine, Mia?” he asked, the corner of his mouth twitching.

    “I haven’t decided,” I lied. There was nothing that I wanted more than to be his.

    “Let me help you with that decision,” he laughed, as he picked me up and hoisted me over his shoulder.

    I laughed, swatting his ass so hard my hand stung.

    “That’s it baby, I like it rough,” he chuckled as he walked toward my bedroom.

    I bounced on his back, biting his shoulder blade, smacking him again.

    “Damn,” he said as he spanked my ass twice, making me yelp. “I’d say we both have some emotions that needs to come out. I’m going to f**k every bit of pissed off out of you and show you who you belong to.”

    “I wanna see you try,” I said, giggling.

    He threw me on the bed and all the air left my lungs as I hit the firm mattress with a bounce. He looked large and imposing standing at the foot of my bed. His shoulders were broad and the muscles in his neck were corded tightly. The t-shirt stretched across his torso and looked like it would rip with the slightest movement. His brown hair lay across his forehead in a mess. He looked delicious and more handsome than ever.

    “I’m up for a challenge,” he said with a smile, as he removed his t-shirt.

    Fuck, he really was beautiful. I sat up on my elbows and watched him undress. Every movement made his muscles stretched and contracted. He wasn’t wasting a moment or doing a seductive strip tease. I needed to feel him.

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