Crave Me (The Good Ol' Boys #4)(80)

<>Briggs<>


“Is that why? Is she why you left Oak Island? What am I, the rebound girl?” I asked, needing to know.

“No, baby. You’re the only f*cking girl for me.”

“Don’t lie to me again. That's bullshit.”

“I'm not lying to you. I don’t have anything here for me. I never did. That's the reason why I left. My relationship with my parents… with my dad, with the boys… it’s… I love them, don't get me wrong. I would be there for them at the drop of a dime. Even Lucas, and he f*cking hates me. I left because I almost killed Alex in a car accident. I drove drunk and raced a friend through the f*cking woods. We hit a tree, Briggs. I was in a coma for a week. Alex was in a coma for a few days too. You've seen my scars. I had to have brain surgery. I suffered several broken bones and was in physical therapy for months. Shit went downhill fast after that. Especially my friendship with the boys.”

I took in every word he was saying. Finally hearing his truths, his sad story.

“My parents want me to be something I’m not. They always have. They have never accepted me for who I wanted to be, and it’s a big part of why it took me so long to figure out who that person was. I’ve always felt like I wasn’t good enough, I wasn’t smart enough, I just wasn’t enough. Alex and I have always been the closest. I think it’s because we’re really similar in the sense that we have always just wanted to be one of the good ol’ boys. She didn’t even start wearing girl clothes till she was almost eleven. Thinking she was one of us since the day she could f*cking crawl. She’s always been there for me. No matter what. She was there. Somewhere along the way I confused that relationship, and I thought I loved her. I thought she was the one. Up until I met you… I still thought that.”

He kissed the tip of my nose, hugging me closer to his body.

“And you’re right, she’s part of the reason I left. Lucas and Alex are meant to be together. I’ve always known that. I think a huge part of me just wanted a connection with someone. To feel loved and accepted. I never had that before you. From the second I laid eyes on you, I wanted to know every last thing about you. Everything I thought I felt for Alex didn’t even come close to what I feel for you. The night we met, the night I had my first conversation with the girl who had purple hair and tattoos, I realized how wrong I was, how I had misinterpreted my feelings for Alex.

“You know why, Daisy? Because the day you walked into my life I started living again. You gave me a reason to start living again instead of just surviving.”

I smiled.

And it felt like forever since I had last done it. He grabbed my expression in the air and placed it near his heart. Grabbing the sides of my face, looking deep into my eyes.

“I love you. Daisy Mitchell. Briggs Martinez. I’m so f*cking in love with you.”

I bit my lip, my eyes filling with tears again.

“You will never be alone again.”

I nodded, fresh tears falling down my face. He kissed them all, wiping them away with his lips. Then he kissed me again.

“I f*cking love you,” he repeated against my mouth.

He picked me up off the chair, grabbing me by my ass. I wrapped my legs around his waist. We kissed fervently as he carried me to the bed. Gently placing me on top of the mattress, with his body lying on top of mine. He took his time savoring me, making slow, passionate love to me all night long.

There wasn’t an inch of my skin that he didn’t touch, kiss, or lick. There wasn’t a moan or pant left for me to voice after he thoroughly made love to me the way we wanted.

The way we both needed.

I was lying in his arms, kissing the scar near his heart. He was covered in ink now, but it was the only one I wouldn’t let him get a tattoo over.

It was my scar.

It belonged to me.

I peered up at him with loving eyes and whispered,



“I love you, too.”





Chapter 24





<>Austin<>



We decided to stay around Oak Island for a few more days.

I showed her all the spots the boys, Alex, and I used to go and cause trouble at. Sharing a part of my world with her. I even took her to the dock where I used to go to be alone and draw. By the time we made it there, it was already nightfall. We sat at the edge of the wooden planks with our feet splashing in the water, like I had done so many damn times as a kid, getting lost in my own thoughts.

Something came over me and I pulled Briggs in front of me to straddle my lap. It was hotter than Hell out, and she was wearing a dress. I slipped my cock through the zipper of my jeans and slid her panties over. Lifting her just enough to thrust my dick inside of her. She let out a loud moan that echoed off the water.

We made love just like that. I wanted nothing more than to make new memories with her there. To replace all the sad ones from my childhood.

We didn’t hangout with the boys, Alex, or my parents. I had enough emotional bullshit to last me a lifetime. I didn't need them causing more drama around Briggs. I just wanted to make new memories with her in a town I’d spent the last three years running away from.

I loved every second of it.

I even tried to show her how to surf, but the second she saw a shark she flew the f*ck off the board and said there was no way in hell she was getting back on it. She laid out on the beach reading instead, while I surfed the entire day.