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“You just gave me a fright with your door knocking. Are you all right?” she asked.
“You haven’t locked the door. I’m waiting.”
Shoot. How had she forgotten to do that? Fool. Turning, she fumbled with the locks, securing the deadbolt. Then she slumped down onto her bottom.
Ouch.
She waited, but didn’t hear anything.
“Um, are you still there?” she asked.
Nothing.
Okay, it was silly to be upset. Of course he’d left. And she wouldn’t see him again. Which wasn’t a bad thing. She’d made a complete idiot of herself.
Had she really offered to help him find friends? What did she know about finding friends?
She groaned. He’d cleaned up her face. Put her shoes on. He’d carried her. Listened to her ramble.
Yeah, maybe she should just run now.
Suddenly, the night started to rush back at her. She could feel Fishy-breath grabbing at her breast.
Standing, she raced to the bathroom. Leaning over the toilet, she vomited.
They were going to rape her.
Maybe kill her.
Fuck. Oh, fuck.
Fear coursed through her. She’d been able to hold it back while she had Gray to distract her.
Now, though . . . now, she was a mess.
When there was nothing left to vomit up, she drew her clothes off and dragged herself into the shower.
She scrubbed at her skin over and over until it felt raw. Then, feeling completely overwhelmed and exhausted, she stumbled into bed, tugging Squish into her arms.
As tired as she was, she had a feeling she wouldn’t be getting much sleep tonight.
4
Maeve checked her phone as it rang. She grinned when she saw who was calling.
She answered the video call with a huge smile. “Cat!”
“Maeve! How the hell are you!” Cat yelled back, her smile just as wide.
Maeve laughed. “I’m good. How are you?”
Cat grimaced. “Bored. Papi is being even more overprotective than usual and I’m not allowed to do anything.”
Cat’s husband, Alejandro, was also her Dom and her Daddy. Their dynamic was something that Maeve was often jealous of. Sometimes she wondered what it would be like to have a Daddy of her own. To be able to trust someone so much that you could just let go and give up control. Maeve wasn’t sure she could ever find someone she’d trust that much.
“Really?” she asked doubtfully. “You’re not allowed to do anything?”
“No. I’m lucky if I’m allowed to pee on my own. He’s being a complete tyrant.”
