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  C&A

  A Marked Heart Novella

  M. Sembera

  C&A Novella

  Copyright 2015 © M. Sembera

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  Edited by Lucii Grubb

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  Broken Bird Media

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  C&A is a work of fiction. All names, Characters, places and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination.

  Place name and any resemblance to events or actual persons, living or dead, are entirely coincidental.

  The Wren and Celtic Heart logo is an original piece of art created specifically for M. Sembera.

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  'The love I have for you will never fade. My desire for you will only grow. And the life we share together will make every day worth living.'

  ~Auggie~

  For Nicole, Mom, Sonya, Paula and Lucii

  Table of Contents

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Chapter 22

  Chapter 23

  Chapter 24

  Chapter 25

  Acknowledgements

  Playlist

  About the Author

  Work in Progress

  He was all the things she really wanted and never bothered to look for in a man. He was also the most stubborn jackass she had ever met.

  She was an infuriating pain in the ass, and he'd be damned straight to hell if he had to spend even one day without her by his side.

  1

  A glow of curtain muted sunlight fell across the bed as Charlotte watched Auggie lying on his back next to her asleep. He was all the things she really wanted and never bothered to look for in a man. He was also the most stubborn jackass she had ever met, but somehow that made her love him even more. She leaned closer, walking her fingers around the new tattoo his cousin Kieran had marked him with the day before, that sat on the left side of his chest.

  Auggie's words from the previous night flickered in her mind.

  'It's not the prettiest wrapping but what's underneath belongs to you.'

  His heart belonged to her and as a permanent declaration he had marked it with a black peacock feather and keeping with a long standing Caffrey family tradition, there was a Celtic heart where the eye of the feather would be. Then he knelt and proposed.

  'Charlotte Persephone Roberts, you are worth more than I will ever have to offer but if you marry me, I swear I'll do everything possible to be worthy of you.'

  A happy sigh escaped her as she thought about their now matching peacock feather tattoos. Hers was across her shoulder blade in white ink. Up until the moment she saw his fresh ink last night, the Celtic cross that covered his back, which he got when his brother William passed away, had always been her favorite of his tattoos.

  Charlotte's fingers continued their steady path, circling his tattoo, when she noticed him waking up.

  "Lookin' to start the day off right, Lotte?" He questioned in a low tone.

  The corner of her mouth curled into a smile as she leaned over him before running her fingers through his beard while her lips brushed against the side of his neck.

  ~

  Waiting for her waffles to pop out of the toaster, Charlotte stood in Auggie's kitchen. She felt his hands slide around her hips as he stood behind her. Placing light kisses down the side of her neck, he tugged her closer.

  "No, sir." She blurted with a laugh, turning to face him as she pulled away.

  Scowling at her, Auggie griped, "No?" As if she had just told him she changed her mind about being engaged.

  Giving him a little reminder, Charlotte held up her left hand and wiggled the back of her princess cut peacock blue diamond engagement ring up and down with her thumb, saying, "We need to go see Emerson and Amila."

  "They knew I was gonna propose." He argued pulling her against him.

  Distracted when Auggie pressed his lips to hers, Charlotte jumped slightly breaking their kiss when she heard the toaster pop.

  "Breakfast is ready." She quickly alerted, reminding herself this time, all that was needed to accomplish for the day.

  Auggie groaned as she pulled away from him to fix their plates.

  As they sat at his table eating breakfast, Charlotte rested one of her legs across Auggie's lap while the other was folded on her chair. He kept his hand on her shin, grazing his thumb against her skin. Along with toaster waffles, it was part of their breakfast routine when she stayed the night.

  Finishing her last bite of waffles, she glanced over to see Auggie swirling a piece of his waffles around in the syrup on his plate with his fork.

  "We need to go to my apartment so I can change before we go to the house."

  With a short nod, Auggie set his fork down suggesting, "While we're there, you can look through Penny's recipe book and find something to cook me for dinner."

  Instantly narrowing her eyes at him, she questioned, "Excuse me?"

  Looking up from his plate at her, Auggie replied, "We're getting married."

  "And?" Charlotte uttered with a nasty expression on her face.

  "I wanna wife that cooks."

  Pulling her leg from his lap, she hopped up from her chair, gave the bottom of her shirt a little tug and snapped, "Is that so?"

  Turning in his chair, he scowled up at her questioning, "You expect me to eat frozen waffles for the rest of my life?"

  "You could have scrambled eggs." She retorted.

  "I don't like them. And how is it the one thing you cook is the only thing I don't eat?"

  "How do you know? You've never had mine." She griped back at him.

  "Are they eggs?" Auggie asked.

  Without answering, Charlotte glared at him.

  "Are they scrambled?"

  Irritated, she rolled her eyes.

  With a sarcastic tone, Auggie shared, "Unless they magically turn into somethin' else when you cook 'em, I'm not gonna like 'em."

  "Well then you have two options, Augustus. Either you learn to like them or you learn to cook."

  ~

  Watching Charlotte shoot him a 'so there' look before she walked off, he growled under his breath at her.

  It wasn't that Auggie was helpless in the kitchen, he knew how to cook a few things but that wasn't the point. She was just being stubborn. It seemed as though the only reason she was refusing to learn was because he wanted her to.

  Getting up from the table, he walked out of his kitchen before stepping into the hallway and turning the corner into his room.

  A mischievous smile crossed her face as she stepped toward him, asking, "How about a compromise?"

  "You mean a bribe?" He questioned, already knowing how her compromises worked.

  Giving him an over exaggerated eye roll, Charlotte replied, "I propose that we compromise by you learning to cook and I will take care of dessert."


  "If you're gonna make dessert, why can't you cook dinner too?"

  With an aggravated expression she spouted, "You're ridiculous."

  "Damn it, woman, you..." he started to gripe, trailing off as her hands slid up his chest and around to the back of his neck.

  Charlotte looked into his eyes.

  Her spark of mischief was back as she shared, "You and I are talking about two completely different kinds of desserts." Auggie's scowl was quickly replaced by a smile as she clarified, "And you can have mine before and after dinner if you like."

  Nodding, he agreed to her compromise.

  2

  The second Auggie and Charlotte stepped foot into her apartment, his sister Penny practically tackled them. Blurting out her congratulations as she held onto the both of them, it took a good ten minutes before they were able to get through the door.

  With an excited smile Penny finally let go and took a step back, but only for a second.

  "We're going to be sisters!" She cheered at Charlotte lunging at her for another hug.

  As Charlotte hugged Penny back, saying, "I know, there's so much to do. You'll be my maid of honor, right?" Auggie took the opportunity to step away and escape being the next victim of Penny's over enthusiastic behavior.

  "Damn, you'd think y'all were getting married." He grumbled, watching them continue to chatter their excitement while letting go and then hugging each other again and again.

  It wasn't that he was jealous of his sister but there were still some hard feelings surrounding Charlotte's decision to get an apartment with Penny instead of staying with him. It wasn't that he didn't trust Charlotte either, he knew she would never give another man the time of day. It was knowing how close he came to losing her, due to his own suborn ass pride, that caused him to have an irrational need to have her close at all times.

  When Penny and Charlotte were finally finished with their almost sister hug-fest, Penny quickly whipped around to face Auggie.

  "Let's see it!"

  Taking a step back, Auggie teased, "The rings on her finger not mine."

  Placing her hand on her hip, Penny laughed, "No stupid, your mark. I wanna see it."

  "Nope."

  "That's not fair!" Penny blurted before saying, "It's not every day that I get to..."

  Seeing a curious expression spread across Charlotte's face, Auggie quickly cut his sister off.

  Scowling at her, he griped, "I said no."

  Penny narrowed her eyes at him before turning back to Charlotte with a smile.

  "Oh-kay." Charlotte uttered, giving them both a strange look and sharing, "I'm going to go get changed."

  Both Auggie and Penny watched as Charlotte walked out of the living room.

  The moment Auggie heard Charlotte's door close, his sister turned and glared at him.

  In a hushed tone, Penny fussed, "I cannot believe you."

  "Drop it, Pen." He snapped back at her walking into the kitchen.

  Following close behind, she continued to fuss; "Why wouldn't you just tell her? It's not like she thinks mom likes her or anything."

  Reaching on top of the refrigerator and grabbing Penny's book of family recipes, Auggie shared, "She made a point last night to ask if mom gave us her blessing."

  "So you lied?"

  "No." He griped before explaining, "I told her mom is the family drawer and I have her mark on my chest."

  "So you lied."

  "No, what I said was true. I have Charlotte's mark and mom is the drawer for our family."

  Pursing her lips at him, Penny questioned, "And what are you gonna do when she finds out your truths are unrelated?"

  "Unless you're gonna tell her that mom refused and you drew it out for me, she won't."

  With a heavy sigh, she replied, "Fine."

  After a nod of appreciation to Penny, Auggie set her recipe book on the counter and opened it up.

  Flipping through the pages, he could feel his sister staring at him.

  "What?"

  "I'm not going to tell her but I really think you should."

  With a low growl of irritation, Auggie decided to turn the tables on her.

  "When were you gonna tell me you're working at Kieran's shop?"

  There was a long pause before she asked, "Who said that I was?"

  "Word gets around."

  "Are you mad?" Penny questioned in a cautious tone.

  "Nah, Kieran said his floors have never been cleaner." He teased, wondering if she would fess up and admit that she was apprenticing for him.

  Glancing off to the side, Penny changed the subject.

  "What are you doing with my recipe book, anyways?"

  Flipping the page, Auggie replied, "Looking for something to cook for dinner."

  Penny appeared confused at first then quickly burst into laughter.

  3

  Walking up to her family's house, Charlotte stopped a few feet from her parent's front door. Holding her hand, Auggie turned giving her a questioning expression.

  "Are you sure you're ready for this?"

  Stepping closer to her, Auggie grabbed her other hand, replying, "How bad could it be?"

  With a little laugh, she informed, "You have no idea." Just as the front door swung open.

  "You're here!" Amila greeted before hollering back into the house, "They're here!"

  Patting him on the chest, Charlotte smiled up at him before they continued into the house.

  Everyone crowded around Charlotte and Auggie as they stepped inside. Amila's smile beamed at them as Emerson stepped to Auggie and shook his hand.

  "Congratulations." He stated with a warm smile.

  With an appreciative nod, Auggie replied, "Thank you."

  "Well, let's hear it, how did you propose?" Amila eagerly questioned.

  Charlotte's younger brothers, Max and Luke, said a quick congratulations before heading back upstairs while her sisters, Silvia, Jenna and Lola, waited to hear the proposal details.

  Reaching over, Charlotte placed her hand in Auggie's as she shared how Auggie asked her to marry him.

  "How romantic." Amila swooned before Charlotte's youngest sister Lola chimed in.

  "And then what happened?"

  Charlotte instantly glanced at her fiancé as she recalled how he responded to her 'kiss me,' with breathtaking urgency at the bar and again when they arrived at his house.

  "Uhh..." Charlotte uttered, trying to come up with something that was appropriate for a ten year old to hear.

  Amila quickly covered for her, stating, "And then, they shook hands and said goodnight."

  "Really?" Lola blurted in disbelief.

  Nodding, Auggie lied, "Yep kid, that's exactly what happened."

  With a disappointed sigh, Lola looked directly at Auggie informing, "You really should have kissed her."

  Leaning her forehead to Auggie's shoulder, Charlotte laughed at her little sister giving him advice.

  The entire coffee table was covered in bridal magazines almost a foot high and sitting right on top of them was a large white binder.

  As the girls sat down to start making wedding plans, Auggie asked, "How many weddings are we having?"

  All five of them looked at him like he had just committed a sin as Emerson patted Auggie on the back with a laugh offering, "Why don't you and I step out back and leave the ladies to their planning."

  Charlotte gave Auggie a soft smile before watching him walk out of the living room with Emerson.

  Admitting to herself, even she was overwhelmed by the amount of preparation suddenly expected of her.

  Charlotte turned to Amila, saying, "He just proposed, we haven't set a date."

  Amila gave an understanding smile as she replied, "I guess I'm over doing it a tad. I'm just so excited, honey."

  Reaching an arm around Amila, Charlotte hugged her.

  "Who is your maid of honor?" Silvia interrupted.

  "Penny." Charlotte replied as she pulled away from Amila.

  "Are you
kidding?"

  Shaking her head at her sister, Charlotte stated, "No, I'm not."

  Glaring at Charlotte, Silvia whined, "You're going to ruin the whole day."

  "Seriously?"

  Hopping up, Silvia shouted, "Not everything is always about you all the time!" As she stomped up the stairs.

  Turning to Amila again, Charlotte questioned, "Seriously?"

  Before Amila could answer, Jenna spoke up sharing, "She wants to walk down the aisle with Braden."

  As Lola giggled, Charlotte let out a frustrated sigh and shook her head.

  ~

  Leaning up against the side of the garage, Auggie watched Emerson as he appeared to be thinking of something to say.

  "So this is gonna be a big thing?"

  Emerson smiled assuring, "I am sure it will be."

  Running his hand down the front of his beard, Auggie asked, "What do I need to do?"

  "Stay out of the way. Weddings are for the bride no matter what anyone else tells you. All you need to do is go along with everything she says and tell her everything she picks is perfect."

  "What?"

  With an amused expression, Emerson questioned, "Do you want to survive the wedding?"

  "Yeah."

  "Then take my advice."

  Auggie griped, "Perfect," before Emerson stated, "That's the spirit. Now, let's head back in."

  Pushing away from the wall, Auggie thought, 'Great,' as he followed Emerson back inside.

  4

  Charlotte sat with her arms crossed in the passenger seat of Auggie's truck as he drove them to Ren and Jackson's house. After ten minutes of complaining about her sister being a brat, she immediately started griping at Auggie when he said there was no need to make a stop at his mom's house.

  In Auggie's mind, she was already irritated and making a bigger deal out of it then necessary.

  "You can't be mad about this?"

  Whipping her head around, Charlotte snapped, "Now you're telling me what to do?"

  With a loud groan Auggie gripped the steering wheel tighter.

  "It was a question."

  "It didn't sound like a question." Charlotte bit back at him.

  Thinking two can play at this game, he agreed; "Fine, it wasn't a question."