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She undulates her hips. “Do you?” she says in a naughty voice.
I squeeze her hips, slowing down. She knows how to make me come. She rolls her hips faster, and a drip of sweat lands on her lower back.
I squeeze my eyes shut, savoring the moment right before I explode inside her. “Fuck, baby,” I grunt as hot cum shoots inside her.
When we’re done, I clean her up and toss her pantyhose in the trash. She looks at her fingers and pouts.
“Where is my ring?” she asks.
I smile and open the drawer. “You put it in here last night before you went to bed.”
I hand her the five-carat pear-shaped solitaire.
She slides it on and smiles. “I did put it there, didn’t I?”
“Yeah, you forget sometimes.”
She walks up to me naked, except for the giant rock on her finger, and wraps her arms around my neck. “What else do I forget?”
“Your homework. You have a bad habit of forgetting to do it.”
She angles her head like she is lost in thought. “But I don’t have any.” She furrows her brow like she has figured something out. “I graduated, remember?”
“Almost, you have three more classes. The ones you missed, remember. When you were sick.”
I try to blink back the sting from my eyes. I hate this part. The part that she won’t tell me. The part I have to hide from everyone. The part she won’t tell me because it hurts.
“Hmm…is that why I was at the dorm?”
“You were visiting a friend.” She giggles. “How come I forget things?”
“Sometimes, we forget things because they remind us of things that happened. There are things that hurt, but we have to remember the things that make us happy.”
“You make me happy. Do I forget about you?” She says it in a little voice.
“You can never forget me because I want to fall in love with every part of you.” I squeeze her ass and press my hard cock against her belly. “Even the forgetful ones,” I say with a smile and whisper, “Let’s go to bed.”
“Don’t we have class?”
“Not today.”
I stare at the tiny picture. My soul is breaking into a million pieces. The pad of my thumb tracing the glossy surface of the black-and-white picture.
“You alright?” Azriel asks. I nod and place it between the pages of the little black book. “How is she?”
“Asleep.”
“You’re not going to take her back, are you?”
“I can’t leave her there. I can’t sleep in my car forever. I also can’t ask you to keep doing it either, and I don’t trust anyone else when it comes to her.”
“Does she remember?”
I shake my head. "No, and when something is triggered, another asshole ends up dead.”
Azriel smiles. “At least she has help.”
“It would help if she would tell me what happened.”
