Chapter 13

Cyn

Nine months later.

Hawk stepped back into the room with that same heavy look on his face that he had when Proctor would call. I can tell he misses his dad. From what I’ve been learning over this past year, they were very very close.

“My bad, baby. I missed his call earlier, so I had to take it.”

“Oh, how is he?”

“He’s doing alright, holding shit down as only he would. Making jokes and making light of what he’s up against.”

“Fifteen years is nothing to make light of. I would be sick to my stomach if I was in jail.”

“Yeah, me too, being here with you is a lot better than being locked up with some fuck ass niggas around me.” He wrapped his arms around my waist and placed a kiss on my neck.

Hawk, this past year had been so gentle, calm, and helpful to me that the moments we spent apart now seem weird.

We had been inseparable, shit, we had to be because I didn’t know many people down here, and Hawk trusted not many.

The legal battle we’d been through with Nina also made us connect through a trauma bond for having to deal with her and her bull shit.

Hawk gave her back all the rights to her father’s company and kept his new endeavors, but that still wasn’t enough.

His choosing me over her made her sick to her stomach, I’m sure, but she has no one to blame but herself.

Number one, I’m not trying to trap a man through a contract, and number two, Hawk and I are never having a threesome.

I’m not handing my man over to another woman, letting him remember what he was missing out on daily.

Those thoughts put a question in my mind that came up every so often, but tonight it was making me itch to ask. The year was up on the agreement he and I made about this arranged marriage, and we hadn’t talked about what was to come or if he was bored with me, like he was with Nina.

“Hawk?”

“Yeah?” He leaned his chin onto the top of my head.

“Would you ever want to have a threesome with me? Or want another woman in general?”

Hawk paused and then turned me around to look at him. Those bedroom eyes were even deeper now. His looks of seduction were now looks of love, only he hadn’t said those three words to me yet.

“To be honest, I wouldn’t want to. I mean, why would you think I wanted to do that with you?”

“I’m not accusing you of it, I just wanted to know where your head is at. It’s been a year, and sometimes people get restless after time passes.”

“So you are asking me if I’m bored with you?

“Yeah, I mean, do you desire other women? Do you want to be alone at times?”

“Cyn, last year, when we made this agreement, I didn’t know where I would be mentally now or what I would want.

Arranged marriages aren’t simple, and under the circumstances, I did what I had to do.

But even back then, I knew choosing you was the best option for me.

Before I even knew you, I knew you were special, and every day you prove to me that the decision I made was the right one.

You hold me down in ways I’ve never felt held.

You don’t just stand beside me, you anchor me.

You say things, you do things, and you don’t require as much as a lot of people I’ve dealt with in the past. You even having to question me like that lets me know I’m not doing my job like you've been doing yours.”

“Hawk, I only asked because I know your past. I know what you liked before me. Sometimes I worry that one day you’ll miss that version of yourself.”

“The man I was before you isn’t the man you’re with now, Cyn.”

“So, I don’t have to worry about us falling apart now that the year has passed?”

“Of course not. If that were the case, I would’ve been open with you the same way you’ve been open with me. I’ve enjoyed building with you and learning about you. I love your parents. I love your sister; shit, I love you.”

My eyes became glossy, and hearing those words roll off his lips was the best sound I think I’ve heard in my life.

“I love you too Hawk. I really love you.” I kissed him twice on his lips.

“Good, and as long as you play your part and I play mine, this relationship will always be solid. No matter what storms come next, we are always locked in. Just know that.”

“You're right, baby, locked in for life.”

I kissed him again, letting the weight of those words settle into my chest. Who would’ve known that a trip to Vegas with my best friend would turn into something that shifted all of our lives?

Now there was only one thing left to do. Build my life with Hawk. Stand beside him fully and play my part as his wife and the woman on his side.

The End

Cyn and Hawk may have found love in their arranged marriage but for those who want to know more about Proctor and Ari after his jail stay, don’t worry. Their standalone story is to follow next. This was the set up. Now let’s get into the life of Harrison Proctor. The man who never gave a fuck.

Proctor’s story Coming Soon

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