Last night could have possibly been the longest night of my miserable life. For one, I had to stop myself from calling or messaging Trinity so many times. I know that Vic would have taken her phone away and changed her phone number. That saddened my heart to such an ache for I know that breaks any further connection between us.What else had me going with madness through my mind, is that today I will take her away from this. I know that it is a rather rash decision and yes that it will change our lives. Vic will never stop to look for her and well, when he finds me, he will fucking kill me. But I am confident and excited to make this step.I hope that she is too.I have planned every last thing. Nothing can go wrong.So after pacing the kitchen for what has been for the past two hours, I am ready to pack what is needed into my car and make my way to pick up Trinity. With each bag that I take to the car, I seem to be bringing one back. I am hesitating. I c

When two worlds collide, they combust and become one.Well…that is what I thought.But what happens when two loves collide?They, too, should shatter and become one…Not with Trinity Stone...We have collided and have been shattered to so many pieces that even if you want to get back together again, there will always be that one little piece that is missing.Trinity has consumed my thoughts to such a tormenting certainty that I cannot function. I have not heard from her, not a message, not a phone, not a damn word. But, ya, I have sent a few drunken messages at the early hours in the morning, which I am almost certain that Vic got.But for most of it, I have been keeping to my sanity, well, at least I have tried with that tiny bit that is left. I keep reminding myself every fucking hour; I have to move on. And moved on, I have slowly done. All my boys are back working a detail, and business is going well. As for me, I am

…Trinity POV…Colton grips me by the hips and crushes my body into him; with one loud growl, he lifts my feet from the floor and carries me backward toward the bed.We are kissing like crazy. Like our lives depend on it. His tongue slips inside my mouth, gentle but demanding, and it's nothing like I've ever experienced; every square inch of my body dissolves into his. My fingers grip his hair, pulling him closer. My veins throb, and my heart explodes. I have never wanted anyone like this before.My body falls back into the sheets; Colton leans over me and centers me on the bed before he settled on top of me. I feel him, all of him, pressed against me; I feel his cock throbbing against my thighs, his heart beating through his sculpted chest, his warm breath lingering on my skin.He feels fucking amazing.He continues downward until his lips are locked around my quivering nipple, his tongue circling the swollen tip. His hand strokes the

She just rejected me; again. So with the ache deep in my heart, kicking my own fucking ass for falling all over, I find myself wandering to the kitchen to get a bottle of whiskey to settle in with tonight. Guess being rejected twice does bring the clarity to a man that he should be feeling defeated by now. So yes, I am defeated and rejected. Why did I have to be so fucking stupid? But fucking stupid is me next to answer the door as someone starts to persistently buzz at it. As I swing it open, my heart misses a near damn beat as I see her standing in front of me. ‘Princess.” "Don't get too excited Colton, I forgot my phone in your room." She immediately walks past me, as she brushes past me, I gently pull her arm closer, “Please just hear me out.." I slowly draw her to the lounge and sit her door on the couch next to me. "Princess, I love you." I am on my next to my princess, declaring a love that I know is beyond compa

Last night was torture as she ran circles through my mind as I sought the comfort of my bed. Never has one woman consumed my dreams in total ecstasy yet bringing me pain at the very same time. I could almost feel her delicate fingers running down my sculpted. She laid spread over my body in nothing but red and black lace, but yet all there was is an empty space that is only meant for her.So with what can only be described as endless hours, I have been counting the seconds as they crawled in anticipation; I find myself sitting with an eager finger wanting to send her a message. I have never felt so much nervousness creep up my spine. My heart will simply fall into an abyss if she refuses me again. But even if she does, I will not give up until I have her in my arms once more. She has become my now, my present; she is the driving force that will determine what I do next.Ya, I do not fucking listen.So before I can get my ass into any deeper trouble, the boys and