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He nodded once. “It’s very good. Only woman I’ve ever met who can handle my mood swings.”
“Poor thing.” I playfully nudged him in the shoulder.
“She likes it and I like when she calls me out on my shit. She’s a brat and I love that even more.” A hint of amusement flashed in his dark eyes. “Anyway, thank you for this morning. And please thank your girl for me.”
“I will.”
He nodded again, kissed the tips of his fingers and touched the top of the headstone that had our parents’ names on them. “I love you, Mama and Pop. I hope to one day have a love as strong as yours. Maybe it’ll be with Red like I’m hoping.”
A lump formed in my throat, never hearing my brother talk about love at all. I knew he loved me and our extended family, but he never mentioned love once when it came to the women he was with.
“I’m gonna head out of town for a bit,” he said, walking past me.
“Drive safe, brother.” I shoved my hands in my pockets, staring down at the headstone. “I miss you. Both of you,” I muttered.
A gust of wind suddenly billowed around me, sending up a pile of leaves and flower petals. I didn’t overly believe in life after death and was definitely not a religious person, but I did believe in signs. I also believed in fate.
Ainsley thanked me often for saving her, when really, she saved me. No, sherescuedme.
From myself.
From the pain and constant agony of losing our parents far too soon.
Because of her, my beautiful fiancée and sub, I could take a step forward and finally live a life my parents would be proud of.
Ainsley
Eyes down.
Palms up.
Breathe.
Don’t make eye contact unless I’m told to.
Don’t utter a single word unless I’m asked to speak.
Do as you’re told unless I was feeling uncomfortable or needed to talk about it.
Breathe.
Don’t talk back.
Smile.
“Color, pet?” Cyrus whispered in my ear, his lips brushing back and forth over my earlobe, sending a shiver down my spine.
“Green, Sir,” I breathed.
“Good girl, thank you for telling me.” He sat back in the armchair, the sound of ice clinking against glass, sending a shiver down my spine.
I was kneeling at Cyrus’s feet in the living room of our home. Home. I still couldn’t believe that we had bought a house together. After being together for a while, we purchased a home and were getting married in the next couple of months. Wedding plans were coming along nicely but that was only because I had people to help me. I met Cyrus’s cousin Bee Horsch. She was married and had a son of her own and I fell in love with him instantly.
Everyone had been kind and I couldn’t be more thankful for the life and family Cyrus had given me.
One Friday night, we were watching a movie. I was kneeling on the floor between Cyrus’s knees, with my hand under his pant leg and my fingers wrapped around his shin.
“How’s the pain?” he asked, pulling me from my thoughts.
