The Harder You Fall (Rixon Raiders 3)

Before I started second guessing myself. I shoved my books back into my locker, slammed it shut, and hurried down the hall. My eyes immediately found Jason’s sleek Dodge Charger across the parking lot. He stood propped against it with a smirk plastered on his ridiculously handsome face.

“Your chariot awaits,” he said with a hint of amusement as I reached him.

“Do I get to know where we’re going first?”

“Not a chance.” His smirk grew. “If you want this you have to trust me.”

“Just like that?” My brow rose, my gaze hardening despite the butterflies stroking my stomach.

“You either want him to make things right or you don’t.”

“I’m scared,” I admitted, unable to meet his eyes.

“That’s not a bad thing, Mya,” Jason replied, the softness in his voice making me look at him again. “If you weren’t scared it would mean you don’t care. And we both know that’s not true.”

“Okay,” My lip curved a fraction. “Let’s do this.”

“Thank fuck, I thought I was going to have to kidnap you.”

Rolling my eyes, I climbed into his car, clutching the note like it was my lifeline.

“Ready?” Jason said.

I nodded, too nervous to speak.

“Relax,” my chauffeur said. “You have absolutely nothing to worry about.”

But we both knew he was lying because this was it.

This was the moment me and Asher moved forward together or walked away for good.

“Okay, this was not what I was expecting.”

Jason’s car rolled to a stop outside my aunt’s house. “Are you sure he told you to bring me here?”

“I’m only the driver.” He flicked his head to the door. “But there might be someone waiting inside for you.”

Hope swelled in my chest as I hopped out of the car and hurried up to the house. But when the door swung open to reveal Aunt Ciara standing there, my heart sank.

“Don’t look so disappointed.” She chuckled, ushering me inside. “Your boy left you something.” Aunt Ciara pulled another white note out of her pocket and handed it to me. “I love you, Mya, and all I want is for you to be happy. Lord only knows you deserve it. And I can admit when I was wrong about someone. I’ll see you later, okay?”

With a wink, she disappeared down the hall and left me standing there in disbelief. My hands trembled as I opened the note and read Asher’s handwriting.

* * *

Here marks the spot I first called you beautiful… and it’s true, Mya. So fucking true. You’re beautiful inside and out and I’m so thankful I let it slip out that day. Because if I hadn’t, maybe we wouldn’t be here now.

* * *

But this is only the beginning…

* * *

Now you must go back to the start

To find out when you

stole my heart