The last thing I expected was to take a bullet for a woman.

Least of all, one that did everything she could, to show me how much she hated my guts.

Go figure.

Cause here I was, lying on her kitchen floor, bleeding out to death.

And as she hovered over me, a gun in her hand and tears in her eyes,

All I could see was how this sweet, gorgeous, hell of a woman, was set on killing me.

And yes, I deserved it for what I did to her many years ago.

I broke her trust and her heart.

Begging for a second chance wasn’t an...

The last thing I expected was to take a bullet for a woman.

Least of all, one that did everything she could, to show me how much she hated my guts.

Go figure.

Cause here I was, lying on her kitchen floor, bleeding out to death.

And as she hovered over me, a gun in her hand and tears in her eyes,

All I could see was how this sweet, gorgeous, hell of a woman, was set on killing me.

And yes, I deserved it for what I did to her many years ago.

I broke her trust and her heart.

Begging for a second chance wasn’t an option in our story.

While she gets her payback, my life lies in the hands of an angel.