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“Never have I ever watched someone fuck in a pool without them knowing and masturbated?”
I can feel Caleb’s eyes on me as he watches me place my finger down. I turn to look at him as he lifts his brow and grins.
“Oh my god, I love that. Who? God I would love to get so turned on watching someone get fucked in front of me.”
Madison blurts out and Connor places his hand over her mouth. How he puts up with her crazy outbursts is beyond me.
“When I first moved here, I was on the balcony, and I saw my neighbor fucking in the pool. It was hot to watch. I was fascinated by the way he moved.”
Madison and Connor shoot their eyes to Caleb who just shrugs.
“Did you know she was there?” Connor asks, as curiosity spreads throughout the room.
“I felt someone looking, so I looked back as I finished.”
He places his hand on my thigh and squeezes. The slight touch sends heat to my core. I take my shot and the burn slides down my throat as I cough, wiping my lips. The game continues until I am the only one remaining with fingers left up in the air. I guess I have not experienced much in my life.
“Don't worry we will rectify some of those later tonight.” Caleb kisses me as we put our plates in the sink.
JULIA
LOOK WHO’S CRYIN NOW BY JESSIE MURPH
Ijust arrived home tired from my flight. I have been away doing press for my new book release. I signed pre-order copies and met some fans at a local book shop in Denver. My book launches on Christmas Day and the pre-orders have been through the roof. Everyone wants to read about the heart throb Belamy, who will burn down the world for his new captive. It’s an exciting dark romance that is for sure to be a top seller, according to Violet. The roads have been salted, families are bundled up in their homes as my cab drives through town.
The picket white fences surrounding the homes are covered in snow. The pumpkins that were decorating the porches are barely visible. The trees are completely bare of leaves as the snow is perched on the limbs. As we pass the Tavern, its completely empty, as is every shop in town. Everyone is tucked away enjoying their Sunday. We pull up to my house, the lights are off, so Caleb must be at his house. I thank my driver before rolling my suitcase inside.
I turn on the heat and set my suitcase down. I walk over to the fireplace, striking a new match and setting the flame against the firewood and watch it catch fire. The warmth from the fireplace is perfect. Removing my coat, I set it in the closet and head to dining room, lighting some candles, as I ordered dinner which should be arriving shortly. I proceed to my bedroom for a quick shower. Before I remove my clothes, I turn the shower on and text Caleb.
Babe, I am home. Come over, I missed you.
I set my phone down on the counter and hop into the shower. The steam clears my sinuses as I lather my body, the smell of winter candy apple fills the air. I love bath and body works scents. They have a scent every mood or holiday. I move on to shaving, making sure there is no stubble in sight. I hear a faint door closing and my heart gets excited, the anticipation of seeing Caleb is high. I have missed him this week. He has been busy with the impending holiday, guests in town, and the helping plan the New Year’s eve party, which I volunteered my house for.
“I’m in the shower babe.”
I yell out, as I quickly rinse off my body. I reach for my towel and dry off my legs before stepping out. Wrapping my towel around my body and tucking it in before I proceed to the mirror and wipe away the fog.
“Caleb.” I call out again, as he seems to be taking longer than usual.
I peer around the door, looking into my room but I don’t see him. I grab my robe and walk into the hallway.
“Caleb.”
I approach slowly. I could have sworn I heard the door close, but I don’t hear or see him.
As I walk into the kitchen, I hear a creaking board behind me. My whole body freezes as hands caress my arms before I am pushed down to the ground. I grunt as my face is slammed to the floor. I turn over and attempt to get away, but a boot is pressed against my chest.
“Hey baby, did you miss me?” Daniel smiles down at me as he lays more pressure.
My hands wrap around his ankle attempting to get his foot off me but it’s no use. I look to my right trying to find something to hit him with. I turn to the left, noticing the wine cellar door open and Caleb is passed out against the stairs, he has a cut on his forehead and blood trickles onto the floor.
“Caleb.” I yell out, panicking. “Daniel, what the fuck are you doing?”
I cry out as he grabs my hair, dragging me on the floor back to my bedroom. He doesn’t answer me as he pulls me onto the bed. I try to run but he slaps me so hard across the face, I see stars. I grab my face, my mouth wide open as I process what the fuck is happening to me again. This happened before, during a drunken night, he slapped me around and I forgave him like an idiot. This is who he is, drunk or not, he should never put his hands on a woman.
“Sit the fuck down and don’t move Julia. God, do you ever fucking listen? I have been telling you, you are mine. I don’t care that I wanted the divorce, I made a mistake. Everything is wrong.”
He paces back and forth looking at his hands as he rubs his red knuckles. A clear sign there was a struggle with Caleb.
