Unbearable (Undescribable)

by Tessier, Shantel

  He very slowly goes down on one knee and produces a box out of his pocket. Before I can put two and two together, he opens it, but I can’t pull my eyes away from his to look at the box.

  “I want to spend the rest of my life with you, because without you, nothing feels important. I love you more than I ever knew was possible. I want you to be my wife. Marry me, Angel?”

  My heart is pounding in my chest and my vision is getting blurry. I know this man loves me and I know I love him enough to give my life for him. And he is right. He is the most important person in my life.

  “Yes. I’ll marry you,” I practically scream with joy.

  He slips the ring on my finger and then stands, embracing me. He picks me up, spinning me around as we laugh, and I can hear the girls crying and the guys cheering. He sets me down, grabs my face, and gives me a hard kiss. I pull away and finally get a chance to look at the ring. I gasp.

  “Slade, it is beautiful.” And huge. The diamond alone must be three carats.

  “I want to tell you about it.” He picks up my hand, running his thumb over it.

  “The night your mom and I spoke, she gave me her and your dad’s wedding bands.” What? That’s why I couldn’t find them? He had them the entire time?

  “I wanted you to have something from them but at the same time something special just for you. So, I came up with a design and Josh took care of the rest. I had your mother’s band melted down.”

  I go to speak but he holds up a finger. “Let me explain why I did that.”

  I nod, feeling somewhat conflicted.

  “Your mom’s band was a small silver band with sixteen diamonds in it. I had it melted down and the diamonds removed. Those are the diamonds here.” He points to the diamonds that circle the big square pink diamond that sits in the middle. “I wanted to give you a platinum band to go with your necklace and watch. I chose the main diamond as a baby pink one because that’s your favorite color. And I did the princess cut….” He takes a deep breath as his baby blues eyes look up into mine. “Because your mom said that was what your dad always called you; his princess.”

  I feel a tear run down my cheek.

  “I wanted to make you something special because you are special to me, Angel. I also wanted you to always have a piece of me, your mother, and your father with you. No matter where you are or what you’re doing, they will always be with you, Angel. Right here.” He runs his thumb over the ring again.

  I continue to cry at how much thought he put into this engagement ring.

  “I love it. It’s beautiful,” I whisper.

  “I have one more question for you?” he asks timidly.

  “Yes?”

  “I didn’t do anything to your father’s ring. I want to wear it for my wedding band. Would you mind?” Can my heart melt to nothing? I guess it can because it just did.

  “No.” I shake my head. “No, I love that idea. And I know he would too.”

  He kisses me as everyone in the room counts down to the New Year.

  “Happy New Year, Angel,” he says as he pulls away.

  “Happy New Year, baby.” I wrap my arms around his neck while everyone is shouting, hugging, and popping champagne bottles open. I can’t help but stare into those beautiful blue eyes as a brilliant smile plays on his face. He said God had sent me to him, that I am his Angel. He is wrong, once again. God sent him to me, to save me. I was the one that needed to be saved. I would be lost without his love.

  “I love you,” I whisper against his lips.

  “I love you, my precious Angel.” He leans down to kiss me again, making me weak in the knees.

  I can’t wait to see what next year brings us. One thing I know, no matter what it is, we will get through it together.

  EPILOGUE

  I walk out of our hotel bathroom, running my hand through my wet hair, when I hear Angel’s phone ringing. I answer it, wondering who in the hell would be calling at this time of the night.

  “Hello?”

  A man laughs on the other end of the line. “Didn’t take long to replace me, huh?”

  I stand there looking over Angel’s sleeping form in our hotel bed as the guy laughs again.

  Jax!

  I fist my hand down at my side and turn my back to Angel, knowing exactly who the fucker is. “What the fuck are you doing calling Angel?” I demand.

  There’s silence for a few seconds before he speaks. “Cute,” he says dryly.

  I grab the key and walk out of the hotel room when I hear her start to stir.

  “Listen here, you piece of shit, I will fuck you up if you come near her.”

  “Oh, like you did last time?” I finally realize there is a slur in his voice.

  Great! He’s fucking drunk.

  “That was a cheap shot and you know it,” he protests angrily.

  “What are you talking about?” I snap.

  “You think because you have tattoos that you’re some big bad guy who can fuck me up. Well, that won’t happen next time.” He hangs up and I pull Angel’s phone away from my ear and just stare at it. I never touched Jax, but trust me, if a fight is what he wants, a fight is what he’ll get.

  I start to walk back to our room when I see Tate leaning up against the hallway.

  “Problems?” he asks casually.

  “Not yet.” If Jax comes anywhere near her, though, there will be a shit storm.

  I notice that Tate makes no attempt to move away from the wall. “Why did you insist on coming on this trip?” I’m tired of wondering.

  He smirks. “Still think I’m trying to take your girl from you, Slade?”

  “I know you love her.”

  He pushes off the wall and comes toward me. “I do love her.” He nods his head.“And before you start swinging, let me explain something to you.”

  I place my hands behind my back, for some reason I want to hear what he has to say.

  “I’m not going to take her from you, but if Jax shows up, you can have him after I’m done.”

  I frown. “Why do you care about Jax?”

  “I have some unfinished business with him.”

  You think because you have all those tattoos you’re a bad ass.

  “You were the one he thought he was talking to?”

  He nods. “I got a hold of him. Then the little shit ran off like a coward before I got to finish.”

  I run a hand through my hair, confused. “I don’t understand.”

  He turns and makes his way towards his room and it just pisses me off.

  I walk up to him and shove him against the wall. “Tell me why you’re here. What do you want with Angel?” I growl.

  “You don’t want to know,” he says, matching my tone.

  “Tate,” I warn, fisting my hands down at my sides. I’m trying my hardest not to hit him.

  “I can’t lose her,” Tate says. “You should know what that kind of fear is like. Why can’t you drop it?”

  “What do you mean lose her? She’s not yours,” I snap.

  He leans his head back against the wall and sighs. “I watched her push you away when you first met her.” He smiles as if fond of that thought. “She wanted you, but she fought it.” He lifts his head and looks at me, mouth now in a hard line. “Every time you tell her something she doesn’t want to hear, she runs. That’s how Sam has always been. She has always felt better on her own. Not having to trust someone else, who she knows is going to eventually hurt her. I have spent too many years without her. I won’t let her know my secret just so she can run from me.”

  “I’m not telling you to tell her. I’m telling you to tell me before I fucking go crazy.”

  He releases a long sigh. “I can understand why Marie kept some things secret,” he says quietly as if talking to himself. I continue to stand there and let him talk, although I have no idea what Marie has to do with this. “I have always kept things about my past a secret from a very young age. There are just some things other people don’t need to know.”
r />   He looks up at me for a few seconds.

  He rubs the back of his neck and releases another long sigh. “But I don’t want you to worry about my intentions anymore.” He stares down at the floor. “I’m Sam’s half-brother.”

  I take a step back from him. “What? That can’t. No.” I shake my head.

  “Jack was my father,” he admits quietly as if that pained him to say.

  “How is that possible?”

  “You don’t need to know the details. Just know I wouldn’t lie about that.”

  I turn and start to pace back and forth in the hotel hallway. “Why would you keep that a secret from her?”

  “How would I have told her that? ‘Hey, Sam, I’ve been taking care of your sick mother while spying on you. And oh yeah, I’m your brother.’” He shakes his head when I look up at him. “I weighed my options. She needed to know how her mother felt about her. I didn’t want any other thoughts in her mind except that.”

  “Yeah, but…but she accepted her mother’s death after you explained everything to her. Why not tell her last month, or even today for fuck’s sake?”

  “I didn’t want to ruin the proposal,” he says quietly. “And I don’t want her to push me away,” he responds sadly. “We both know how she runs from things she doesn’t understand.”

  I nod my head. “She does that.” I sigh. “How long are you planning to keep this a secret from her?” I feel somewhat lost, I should have never asked. He should have never mentioned it.

  Fuck!

  “I guess I should tell her soon since you two are going to get married.” He smiles.“Now do you understand why I wanted to come? I couldn’t make it to Thanksgiving, but when I found out I had another chance to witness it, I had to be here.”

  I turn around and start to pace again. “I can’t fucking believe this!”

  “How do you think I felt when I found out?” he says, getting my attention.

  I pause and look up to him. “How old were you when you found out?”

  He shakes his head. “That doesn’t matter.”

  I close my eyes, releasing a sigh. I’m not going to push him. I couldn’t imaginewhat he has gone through or what him and Angel are about to go through when she finds out this news.

  I start to walk to our room. I suddenly need to hold Angel. My hand pauses on the doorknob. Shit! I’m going to be in so much deep shit when this secret comes out.

  “Hey, Slade.”

  I look down the hall to Tate placing the key card in his door before he looks up at me. “Don’t worry. This conversation never happened,” he assures me, and then walks into his room.

  That statement does not make me feel any better.

  I feel Angel’s phone in the pocket of my sweatpants and I’m reminded of why I’m out in the hall in the first place. I go through the phone and delete the last call from her incoming log. Tomorrow I need to call and have that number blocked as well.

  I wanted to start this year out clean and fresh. It’s not even four hours into the New Year and I have two secrets to keep which could both affect our relationship.

  Walking into our bedroom, I look over at her sleeping and release a sigh. I will do anything to protect her, but I seem to be the one that hurts her the most. And that has me thinking that this year may not go as well as I had hoped.

  The End

  Make sure to keep an eye of for the third and final book in the UNDESCRIBABLE series: UNCONTROLLABLE

  Angel had agreed to be my wife. I was finally given something so special I didn’t want to let it go. I honestly thought the only two obstacles that we had left to face were Jax trying to come back into her life and the fact that Tate is her brother.

  Fuck, was I wrong. One by one things started to happen and I did everything I could to protect what’s mine. There was nothing I wouldn’t do for her. I could have never imagined that our lives were going to get so…UNCONTROLLABLE.

  Loyalty will be tested

  Love will be tainted

  Boundaries will be crossed

  Hearts will be shattered

  Lies will be told

  Secrets will be revealed.

  Slade & Samantha’s story comes to an end. Will their love get them through what they never saw coming?

  ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

  I want to thank my editors, Lea Burn and Jenny Sims. You both are amazing. I know I had you crunched for time and I spent many nights up working on it to get it to you ladies and you guys did the same for me. Thank you.

  I want to thank, Sarah Hansen and Okay Creations, for the wonderful book cover she designed for me. I love it and can’t wait for her to work on book three.

  Thank you to Elle Chardou for reformatting Undescribable and for doing Unbearable so quickly when I was behind on schedule. Like always. Thanks for your patience and helping me when I was freaking out.

  I want to thank my beautiful and talented Blog Tour host, Casey at Hardcover Therapy. She is not only a fantastic blogger but a great friend and author.

  Thank you to all of the bloggers who participated in the cover reveal, release day and blog tour of Unbearable: Jenees Book Blog, Book Fri-Ends Blog, Debbie the Book Vixen,Christy’s Written Word Love, Scandalous Book Blog, Book Addict Mumma, and to many more. Thanks so much for your support and interest in my book.

  Thank you to Joely at Book Worms for hosting my release party.

  A thanks to all the ladies at Authors Take Over for letting me take over their page for a week.

  I want to thank the wonderful women who make me some kick ass swag. Brandelyn Harris and Jolinda Bivens. You ladies are amazing and I couldn’t get enough of your amazing swag.

  I have met some amazing authors, such as; Sarah Dosher, Abby kerber, Harper Sloan, Erika Ashby, Kim Jones, Ada Slowe, S.E. Hall, along with many others. They area always there for me if I have any questions or just want to visit. I can’t wait to meet many more and add their wonderful books to my signed shelf.

  Thank you to my beta readers: Danielle Sanchez, Joanna Hoover, Nadia Shakankiri, and Annie Tremblay. Thank you so much ladies for taking the time to read my book and give me your honest feedback. I value your opinions and friendship.

  I want to thank my awesome street team, Shantel’s Erotic Entourage. The group has grown so much since I started it and I couldn’t be happier at how close I have become with these ladies. We talk dirty and laugh it up daily. We may live all over the world but are one big family. I love you ladies and thanks for being the best pimpers an author could ask for.

  Thank you to my family who have put up with my countless hours sitting behind a computer and endless talk of my characters. I know they have to be confused when I speak of Slade and Samantha as if they are my best friends. They just smile and nod their heads as if they understand. Love you all.

  And last but not least, my readers. You made Undescribable a bigger success then I could have ever imagined. I can’t thank you enough for taking a chance on my first book and for reading Unbearable as well. It mean so much to me to hear from a reader that they loved book one and can’t wait for the next one. Slade and Samantha, along with the rest of the characters have become my children. I have spent countless hours with them and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

  These books would not be possible without any of you. Thank you!

  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  Shantel is a Texas born girl who now lives in Tulsa, Oklahoma with her high school sweetheart, who is a wonderful, supportive husband and their three year old little princess. She loves to spend her time cuddled up on the couch with a good book.

  She is currently working on book three in the Undescribable series. She considers herself extremely lucky to get to be a stay at home wife and mother. Going to concerts and the movies are just a few of her favorite things to do. She hates coffee, but loves wine. She and her husband are both huge football fans, college and NFL. And she has to feed her high heel addiction by shopping for shoes weekly.

  Although she has a passion to wri
te, her family in the most important to her. She loves spending evenings at home with her husband and daughter, along with their cat and dog.

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