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My hands run over her body as they ache for her skin and then the robe parts as her moans turn into whimpers and whines—as I explore her body so thoroughly over the next few hours, claiming it over and over again until she’s mindlessly begging for more.
And then I give her more.
8
Bliss is a new feeling to me and I bask in it to the best of my abilities.
Tracy’s first catering job goes very well and she’s thrilled when it lands her a few other gigs. She’s making ten times what she did at any of her previous jobs.
Most of my free time is either spent at her apartment as she cooks, while Max and I play video games. I’ve taken on the duty of enforcing the homework rule and the kid is surprisingly okay with it.
Tracy rarely lets us help when she’s cooking but I love watching her bustle about, some dance tune playing on the speakers as she moves her hips and works.
The only downside is that during mealtimes if Caleb is home, he wanders over under the pretense of looking for me, and then he stays to get fed before dragging his own girlfriend back to his apartment.
“Those two are freeloaders,” I complain to Tracy.
She just kisses my cheek, lovingly. “So are you, but I still keep you around, don’t I?”
“That’s because I’m good in bed.” I trail after her.
Kendall shoots us a look from the couch where she’s watching something on the phone. “Ew. Who even says that? You’re sick.”
Tracy snickers.
I wrap my arms around her waist from behind. “You’re going to let your friend pick on me?”
“I can’t help it when you make it so easy.” This is her way of consoling me.
I glare at her as she escapes my hold and my hand goes to my pocket where a ring box is nestled.
It had taken Max and me a whole Saturday afternoon to shop for a ring for Tracy. It took us fifteen shops, two burgers, four ice creams, and a toilet break to finally agree on a ring for her. The little brat has an eye for these things.
Caleb is happy as well.
It’s rare to see my friend so content, as he teases Kendall. I’m seeing a whole new side of him which is interesting. I’ve never seen him this laid back.
Things are going well but then they always are in the eye of the storm.
It starts with catching a man following me around for a couple of days but he always disappears before I can nab him. And then comes a call from Kendall about bringing the car around, something about Elise, the company’s receptionist, going into labor. But as soon as I cut the call, I feel a shove from behind me as I’m pushed into an alley and straight into a knife to my gut.
I recognize the man holding the knife as Arthur, Tracy’s previous landlord. He gives me a grotesque grin as he twists the knife, one hand over my mouth. The pain is so excruciating that I can’t even fight back. And then something heavy crashes into my back and I crumple onto the cement. I see a glimpse of the metal back as it makes contact with my back again and then I try to breathe through the pain.
“Touch my woman, will you?” the man hitting me with the bat screams, sounding deranged. “Where is that two-timing whore?!”
I don’t know how many times he hits me but my consciousness is fading in and out. I don’t remember when they leave me but I recall Cale
b’s voice, cold with anger and hands on me as I’m lifted into something, and then my world goes black.
The first thing I see on waking up is a white ceiling.
The first thought that hits me is that everything hurts. The second thought is that my hand feels numb.
I turn my head with some difficulty and see dark curls spilling over the white hospital bed sheets, and a familiar hand curled around mine.
Tracy’s sleeping while holding my hand.
I open my mouth to say something, maybe call out her name but the only thing that comes out is a croak.
