Jagger (Heaven Hill Shorts Book 5) by Laramie Briscoe

Author:Laramie Briscoe [Briscoe, Laramie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Laramie Briscoe Books
Published: 2019-12-27T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Five

Bianca

My heart is in my throat as I see Jagger kneel at Travis' grave. Jagger's the man who captured my heart all those years ago, and he still is. Whether we're disagreeing over something or not, but seeing him kneel? It's not something he does often.

I watch, my eyes taking in every move, every breath, as he leans into the headstone, putting one hand on the top of it. His other hand comes up to his neck, and I know without looking he's grabbing hold of the cross he wears there. My husband will always be a man conflicted, more sinner than saint, but still able to talk to God when he needs help. It hits me out of the blue, maybe that's the issue. Perhaps it's not his ability to forgive, but my inability to seek forgiveness for my own actions.

It hits me like a ton of bricks. Kneeling beside him, I wrap my arm around his bicep, my fingernails gripping his skin. =

He turns to me, his light eyes moving up and down, seeking out my stare.

"B?"

My throat is clogged with unshed tears, my chest aching because I've turned from him when I should have turned to him.

"I get it," I whisper. "Your forgiveness of Travis. I get it."

The smile that spreads across his face is a reminder of the young man he used to be, and the older one he is now.

"It's not about him," he speaks softly.

"It's about me," I answer for him.

"Yeah," he nods, turning to take me into his arms. "Without the ability to forgive others for their transgressions, whatever they may be, who are we, Bianca? We're no better than the people who thumb their nose to spite their face. Forgiveness and love go hand in hand, and I know Travis," he runs his hand over the headstone. "He'd forgive me, he'd forgive you, and if he had been himself, he would have died to protect all of us."

My voice is strained. "Which is what he did."

"Which is what he did," he repeats.

Tears sting the back of my eyes, for the first time since all of this happened. "Do you think he meant for it to end the way it did?"

"I don't know," Jagger shakes his head. "The only thing I do know is some major shit was going on in the months leading up to what happened. He wasn't himself, and I kept trying to get him to go talk to Doc Jones. I asked him, so many times, but he kept saying he didn't need to. In some way, I feel like I'm to blame for this. Because I took up with Heaven Hill, he found my sister, and my sister fell in love with him, only to have him end up in a grave, shot by one of our own."

"You can't blame Caelin," I reach over, running my hand along his jaw. "This isn't his fault."

"That's where I'm fucked up," he continues. "Because I am blaming Caelin, and I know he's a kid.

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