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I curl against her, holding her tightly as waves of euphoric bliss cascade through me.
If only it could last forever.
As Brooke comes down from her high, her body stilling, the full impact of what just happened hits me, but as I’m about to apologize, she interrupts me.
“Please don’t ruin this.”
“Huh?”
“I needed you, Gabe. I needed this. Please don’t tell me that it was wrong or sinful or dirty. I’ve had too much of that. For once, I need something good.”
There are a million things I want to say, but to bury her in my burdens isn’t fair, so I bring my hand from her breast to her hair, smoothing the chaotic strands. I can’t ruin this for her, no matter how terrible it makes me feel.
“Sweetheart, all you are is good.”
THE BARGAIN
BROOKE
Iwake to the smell of pancakes, which is a way better prospect than the cold grits Frank served me.
You’d think that being Frank’s ‘best girl’, he would have fed me well, and while I was fed better than I had been by my stepmom, the food was never very good. It was simply meant to sustain me.
And then, all at once, it hits me.
The club. Frank. Last night…
My heart races with the knowledge that Gabriel shot up a club to save me. That he attacked Frank…
I shoot straight up in bed, taking in my surroundings.
“Easy, now,” Gabe says softly. I look over to see him in a small kitchen, making food. I have to shake my head, because I’m sure it’s a dream.
It just can’t be real. How could it be possible? It’s like a scene from a movie back before the apocalypse.
The room is small, furnished without decorations. Like a man’s would be.
Gabriel grabs something off the counter and walks over to me. It’s a cup full of juice. Actual juice.
“Here, drink this.”
“Ah, thank…you…” I say, grabbing the cup and bringing it to my lips.
Orange goodness streams down my throat. I nearly choke, I’m so startled by how delicious it is.
“I hope you like pancakes,” Gabriel says as he returns to the stove.
“Who doesn’t?”
I look down and see that I’m in an oversized shirt I don’t remember putting on. Aside from the shirt, all I’m wearing are panties, which makes me strangely self-conscious.
Fleeting images of the night flash through my mind, of me straddling Gabe, of his hands on me, of coming against him.
I had my first orgasm. It was amazing.
I fell asleep in his arms straight after, sated and full of hope.
Now, I’m confused.
