Edge of Chaos | Dad's best friend | 20 Squad BOOK #1

Twenty-Six | Deacon

Dear Future husband, this letter is for you. Mom says I'm crazy to be thinking about a husband or marriage at my age, but I can't help it- especially when I see how in love she is with my dad. I think I got pretty lucky with my parents. They've shown me the good kind of love. The one that you fight for every day because they're  more than just husband and wife, they're best friends too. Just like Annie and Deacon. Deacon and Annie are my mom and dad's friends. They look so in love too. I can't blame Annie, Deacon is pretty cute too (mom says not to let my dad hear me say that or he'll freak out lol.) but you don't have to worry, I know you'll be just as handsome as Deacon. Whoever you are, I hope we have a home filled with love and happiness. I may not know anything yet about grown up relationships but I know I at least want that.

Until we meet,

Xoxo Mya Nicole Harrelson ❤️

I shut the book, feeling a tightness in my throat that wasn't there before. A home filled with love and happiness. That's all she wants. I can give her that. I don't know why I thought I couldn't give her the life she wanted. She told me that night we watched horror movie in the living room. Why did I think she wanted some lavish lifestyle of traveling and partying? All she ever wanted was a family of her own and I pushed her away.

What did I do?

I love her. The realization hitting me like a ton of bricks. But it's true, I love her. The house has been so empty without her here and I realize that I miss her, I miss her snuggling up to me when my alarm would ring, waking me up for work, I miss seeing her playing with my daughters, I miss the way she absolutely has to have something sweet after she eat, I miss hearing her music in the house when she cooks or cleans. I miss everything about her. She was perfect for me and now and I might've lost her forever. I thought I was doing the right thing by pushing her away but now it's not, not when it feels like I've been struggling to breathe since I watched her packed her things. Mya Harrelson was my hair and I need her to breathe.

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I grip the handle of the bar called Capones. It was a pretty popular joint for college kids and after talking to Chris, I found out that Mya was going to be here tonight.

I let out a deep breath and let myself in, the smell of weed and sweat mixed together instantly hits me and the music is so loud I can barely hear myself think.

Jesus. I don't understand how people think this is fun.

I look around, seeing it's pretty packed for a Saturday night. I'm pretty sure half the people in here are underage, but I'm not here as a cop right now, I'm here as a man desperate to get the woman he loves back.

I walk further into the room, my eyes scanning over every girl face until I see Mya. She's standing amongst a group of people and I recognize Taylor next to her. She looks even more beautiful than I remember; her black hair cascades down her back and she wears a skin tight, hot pink Satin dress. The group around her starts chanting her name, egging her to dance and Mya shakes her head, looking shy. I start to make my way over to her but freeze when she leans over slightly, poking her ass out and starts to move it in sync with the beat of the music. The crowd around her cheers and they get louder once a guy comes behind her, pressing himself against her ass.

I see red.

I start marching my way over to them, ignoring the girls who tried get my attention and the rude looks of guys I bumped into. Just when I'm about to reach her, Mya stops dancing, the sexy innocent look on her face is back as she waves off her friends who were clapping for her. Taylor leans in and whispers something in her ear and Mya shakes her head before walking towards the bar.

I make sure to keep my eyes on her as I weave through the sea of college goers until finally her eyes land on me just before I reach her.

"Wh-what are you doing here?" She asks.

"I want you back." I tell her.

"As a babysitter or your fuck buddy?" She rolls her eyes before turning her attention back to the bar, signaling for the bartender to come over.

"You're not old enough to drink." I remind her.

"But I'm old enough for you to go down on?" Mya shoots back.

Technically yes.

"Jesus Mya." I step closer to her. "I'm sorry." She continues to just stare at me with hardness in her eyes. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry I got scared and pushed you away. I'm sorry I let the opinions of strangers keep me from telling you how I really feel which is... I'm in love you. I love you and I need you because without you I can't breathe." I tell her.

Mya stares at me wordlessly before I see her steely resolve crumbles and I see her tears fall. Without hesitation I pull her into my arms and hold her against me.

She pulls back and I wipe her tears away with my thumb. "I love you too." The weight that has been sitting on my chest this last six weeks is lifted with those four words and I crash my lips onto her, acquainting myself with her warmth and her taste and I can't believe I ever thought I could live without her. "Took your long enough." She giggles.

"I know. I'm sorry." I could've saved us both the pain and heartache.

"Hey," a female voice is heard before I see Taylor. "We good?" She asks, looking at Mya.

"We're good." Mya tells her, smiling.

Taylor looks at me. "Don't fuck this up." She warns me before she disappears back into the crowd.

"You ready to get out of here?" Mya asks, wrapping her arms around me.

"Not yet," I answer, surprising the both of us. "There's this one dance move I saw you do... how did it go again?" Mya quirks her eyebrows before she smirks, taking my hand and leading me onto the dance floor.

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{ooh, Deacon about to get twerked on 😜} lol.

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