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“Are they gonna be okay?” she asked when Stuart got in beside her.

“They’ll live,” he said. “They’ll be bloody and bowed, but they’ll live.”

“And you can rest assured they’ll never tell anybody what went down over there today,” Lou said with a grin. “You can rest assured of that!”

Tabby didn’t know what he meant, but she was onboard whatever it meant. Those bastards would have no doubt done even worse to her had Stuart not shown up. She had no tears at all for those two.

But as they left Larkin again, she was curious like Stuart was: Why would her ex-boyfriend, a clothing store owner from Ohio, be a part of an assassination attempt in New York? She couldn’t make it make sense.

Stuart could feel her anxiety. He hated that she had to go through so much. He took her hand and rubbed it. “You okay?”

“I’m good. Are you okay?”

“I am if you are,” he said with a smile. Then he looked at Lou. “Take us home, Louis,” he ordered. Then he looked at Tabby. “That’ll work for you?”

Less than two weeks ago, Tabby would have said she was already home if Stuart would have made that declaration. She would have reminded him that 10727 Beaver Avenue was her home and always would be. But the idea of home had shifted for her. Home to her no longer felt like a building, but it felt like Stuart. It felt safe. And warm. And kind. It felt like walking into a room and immediately knowing that you belonged there.

That was why she didn’t dispute him when hegave Lou that order. Because home was wherever Stuart was. Stuart was her home. “That’ll work for me,” she responded to his question, he smiled and squeezed her hand again, and they left Ohio in the rearview mirror. She had no reason to look back.

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

The next morning and she was sitting on top of Stuart riding him hard. He was squeezing her breasts and admiring her body as sensations rolled through his penis with every glide she made. His phone was ringing, but he didn’t bother to answer. His phone rang again, but they ignored it. They were in the deepest throes of their passion.

So much so that after nearly half an hour of Tabby riding him hard, Stuart grabbed her, laid her down on top of him, wrapped his arms around her, and took over.

It was different level whenever he took over. Because he knew how to hold’em, fold’em, walk away and run! He went slow, then faster, and then so fast that he was pounding her. And then slow again. And all of it kept them nearly climaxing, but never all the way.

Then his phone rang yet again. Agitated, he grabbed it from the nightstand and glanced at the Caller ID.

“Who is it?” Tabby asked.

But he didn’t answer her. He placed the call on Speaker and answered the phone. “I’m in the middle of something, JK.”

Tabby knew then it was his lead attorney.

“After reviewing the tape where Darius Browne paid Juan Gomez to pin the assassinationattempt on you,” JK said, “all charges have been dropped against you. They already have Gomez in custody. An arrest warrant has been issued for Browne.”

Stuart and Tabby glanced at each other.Good luck with that warrant, their eyes seemed to say. But mostly they were relieved. “That’s good news,” Stuart said to his attorney.

“The DA just announced it at a press conference. Why didn’t you answer your phone when I called? You might have caught it live on TV.”

Tabby was sitting up but still on top of him. Stuart began fondling her breasts. “I was busy,” he said.

“I’m sure you were,” JK said with a chuckle, Stuart smiled too, and then the call ended.

Tabby was grinning from ear to ear. “I’m so happy, Stuart. You’re a free man again. That’s the best feeling ever. We can stop right now.”

“Stop?” It wasn’t the best feeling ever to Stuart. He laid her back down and wrapped his arms around her again. “You must be out of your mind if you think I’m stopping.”

Tabby laughed until he thrust so deep into her and with such a hard thrust that it shook her out of any thought of stopping. It felt too good.

And when they began cumming, she quickly realized how wrong she was. Cumming in Stuart’s arms, and with him pouring into her, was the best feeling ever. They came hard.

Buta couple minutes after it was all over and she remained on top of Stuart laying in his arms, his phone began ringing. Because his phone was wired into his home system, every Voice Mail could be heard over the intercom.

Every call was from his friends, and they all were congratulatory in tone. They knew he was innocent all along, they all claimed.

“Now they call,” Tabby said disapprovingly as she and Stuart laid there and listened to every message. But it wasn’t lost on Tabby that ninety percent of the calls were from females.