Lights Out
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She closed her eyes for a moment, then nodded. “I promise.” When she opened her eyes again, he saw love, and trust. She tapped her palm against the top of the Camaro. “How much time and gas do you have?”
“As much as you need,” he said. “You want to go to California? I’m game.”
“Close,” she said, smiling as a new sort of peace washed across her expression. “I want to go to Miami. I want to see my parents and Amy. If nothing else, I want them to know I understand now. They didn’t shut me out because I was a bad kid, or because they blamed me for being blind. They stepped back because they didn’t know how to get over feeling guilty.” She touched her lips to the hollow beneath his jaw. “You taught me that.”
He returned the kiss. “And you taught me how to let go of things that are long past. Thank you.”
She smiled. “Thank you right back.” Then she opened the passenger door, urged Fawn into the small back seat and slid onto the black leather seat, looking as if she’d been born to go fast. “Let’s ride.”
As Ty rounded the car, he glanced back at the restaurant to see a knot of people gathered on the sidewalk, watching with undisguised curiosity. He laughed and waved to them, to his oddly matched family that formed such a perfect unit, made stronger by the women and children who’d been so recently added, who wouldn’t have been there if it hadn’t been for Liam. His revenge had given each of them a family.
And maybe, in the end, that wasn’t such a bad legacy to leave behind.