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He brought his lips back to mine, sucking at my bottom lip before he turned my head to the side, moving his lips over the skin of my neck. I arched my back, my hands grasping at his leather jacket. “Seth,” I moaned.

“I’ve got you, baby,” he promised. “Always fucking got you.”

When his lips wrapped around my nipple, I cried out, my fingers tugging at his hair. He growled softly, the sound vibrating all the way to my soul. Then, he moved his lips up, laving his tongue over the hickeys his brother left. Then, he covered those marks with his own.

Just when I thought he couldn’t burn my soul anymore with his love and attention, he grabbed my hand and pressed kisses to the healing cut on my wrist, his eyes locked with mine. He brought his lips back to mine. “I love every broken piece of you, Bailey,” he promised.

I sat up, forcing him to sit up as well. I shoved his jacket off his shoulders before I yanked his shirt over his head. Our movements quickly became frenzied as we worked on stripping each other out of the remainder of our clothes, our lips clashing every chance we got.

I’d missed him.

I’d missed every bit of him.

He lifted me up and slid me down on his cock before he laid me back, his hands cradling my belly. I sobbed and moaned all at the same time as he moved in and out of me at a slow, even pace, making love to me, wiping away what I’d done with his brother as he did so.

“I’m sorry for fucking trapping you like this,” Seth told me. My lips trembled. “But I swear I will always take care of you both,” he told me. He splayed his hand over my belly as he moved over me, taking my lips in another sweet kiss.

“You’re mine, baby. Always have been. Not a single fucking thing is changing that, you hear me?”

I nodded, his words granting me some of the reassurance I so desperately needed from him. I grasped his face in my hands, my tears running unchecked down my cheeks again. “I love you, Seth.”

He inhaled sharply. He took my lips in a hard kiss, his tongue tangling with mine as he picked up his pace, fucking me hard and fast. “You’re my entire goddamn world,” he growled. Then, he swallowed my loud moan. My walls clutched around him, and I clawed at his back as I came hard, my back bowing off the bed.

* * *

Seth

Bailey was passedout on my chest when a light knock sounded on the bedroom door. Trent stepped in a moment later with Jacob behind him. I silently arched an eyebrow at them as I pulled the blankets up higher on Bailey to cover her more.

“She okay?” Trent quietly asked me, keeping his voice low so Bailey wouldn’t wake up.

I shook my head. “She’s breaking,” I softly told him. “But I’m doing everything I can.” Her words rang through my head. I want to die. I closed my eyes, blocking out those haunting words for a moment. “I’m going to save her,” I promised them, looking between Bailey’s older brother and her best friend. “We’re not fucking losing her. I’m not fucking losing her.”

Trent nodded before he walked out of the room. Jacob grabbed a bear off the dresser and handed it to me. I frowned in confusion as I grabbed it from him.

“I got her the bear after you two broke up,” he said quietly. My heart clenched in my chest. “She looked miserable, but she kept eyeing that bear when I took her shopping. She slept with it for the longest. I don’t know why she stopped, but maybe it will help her to have it again.”

With that, he walked out of the room. I wedged the bear under Bailey’s arm, and instantly, she clutched at it. I ran my hand over her hair before I grabbed my phone and shot a text to Brayden. This shit he had with her needed to fucking end because if I ever saw her like this again because of him, I’d fucking wring his neck.

You and I need to fucking talk. -Seth

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