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“Yes.” Closing my eyes, I know I’m going to forgive him. While Jason could have chosen not to do what he had done, his father coerced him. I must believe that.
“Tell me how to make it right, pebble. Please.” He’s begging me. I blink and look at him, wondering why he would do that.
“I told you I forgave you all yesterday. My words are my bond.”
“But it still hurts you.” He moves to the side of the bed, sitting right next to me, bent over, and holding my face so I’ve no way to look away.
“Pain like that doesn’t go away. Even with time, the wound is still there. Sure, it’s softened and doesn’t hurt as often, but it’s always with you.”
Jason leans down and kisses me gently on the lips. “Tell me how to make it right.”
My heart beats too fast, and my head swims. It’s all too much right now to take in. But I do. I have to because Jason is looking at me, panicked and unhinged.
“Stay with me.” I’m not sure that’s what he thought I was going to say.
“What do you mean, stay with you?” He kisses down my throat, and I moan. I’m hurting physically for him, but my body needs time to heal. “You think you are getting rid of me?”
A laugh escapes me, and I shake my head. “And if I want to leave, are you going to let me?”
“Fuck that. You’re mine, pebble. I’m not sure you understand. This house is just brick and wood without you. This body is nothing but meat and bones without your love. So, if you think I’m letting your old ass leave me, you got another thing coming.”
“After all that, you’re calling my ass old?” Growling at him seems to make him smile.
“You are old, but you’re my old pebble. I wouldn’t have it any other way.” He crawls over my body and lies down next to me. “Can you be happy with me?”
The vulnerability in that question makes me cry again. “Yes. I forgave you and your brothers. Don’t leave me and be in my life until we all die. That will make me happy.”
“Good, because I wasn’t really giving you a choice.” He slowly moves his arm around my midriff, and I tremble in his arms. “As soon as the doctor tells me I can fuck you again, I’m going to wear you out.”
“Of course, you’d be thinking about sex.” He rubs his jean-clad dick along my thigh, and he growls in my ears.
Licking my earlobe, he mumbles, “I’m a guy, pebble. I’m always thinking about sex.”
Rolling my eyes, I lick his bottom lip. “Well, at least you are honest about it.”
“Am I interrupting?” Joey asks, his hands full of water bottles.
“Just making sure Crucinda understands our arrangement.” Jason plays with my hair, twirling it in his fingers. “Isn’t that right, pebble?”
“Yeah, yeah. Hostage… Never going to be let go…blah blah blah...” Joey drops the water bottles on the bed and looks at Jason.
“You can’t keep her locked up.”
John comes in at that moment and squints his eyes. “Who’s locking who up?”
Jason laughs so hard; he shakes me and the bed. “No one, guys. She’s being sarcastic. You guys will see it soon enough. Crucinda has a mouth on her.”
“I do not.”
I totally do.
“Don’t give these guys false information about me. Is that some more of your oatmeal, John?”
“Yes, ma’am. Here, let Jason help you eat it. It’s too hot for you to hold.” John brings the bowl over to where Jason is sitting and hands it to him. He walks back over and takes the chair to the right of me while Joey sits on the end of the bed and passes out water.
“We hear you have a fashion show in a week,” John says carefully, trying not to upset her any further.
“I do, but I need to cancel it. In fact, Jason, you can do that for me. Call my assistant and make sure they cancel all scheduled items for at least a month.”
