with a finger to his lips.
“No, no more. I don't want to relive everything. I’m still working through some stuff. I’m tired. So damn tired, Travis.”
“Of course, if that’s what you want. Can I ask one more question?” After nodding my answer he continues, “Why were you here for so long without anyone but Meara knowing? How the hell did you manage to pull that off?” His lips turn up, and I can’t help but giggle at his question.
“I had everything delivered, and if I left the house, I went to another city. I wanted some peace. Some time to myself…” What I really needed was time to put on my big girl panties and face the facts. I was manipulated by a man, and he destroyed what little hope I had for a normal life. By nineteen, I had already lost my sister, father, and mother… I was doomed for failure. Todd made sure to deliver my fate on a silver platter. Slowly, but surely, I’m building up my confidence again, turning into a woman my parents would be proud of.
I take in the small waves crashing against the shore. Being held by Travis again makes me feel whole. I’m still not sure what I want to do with my life, but I do know I want this man, whose mere presence makes me actually feel again, to be at the crux of it.
11
Travis
This secretive bullshit is really starting to piss me off. First, I find her alone, sleeping on a rock. Does she know what kind of sick fucks are out there? And I get that she had a rough time with her mom. Alone and scared with so much to deal with at such a young age. I imagine that’s part of what she’s talking about. I know there’s more to it, though. She flinched when I raised my voice. My fearless girl, who chased after me in the lake, was scared of me. That’s something I have to fix. I swear if that blond douchebag hurt her…
Once the sun completely sets, I hold her for a little bit. It’s starting to get colder out, and I don’t have a jacket to give her.
“Hey, let’s get you home,” my gruff voice breaks the silence.
Char stands in agreement and a slit of skin above her jeans is exposed when she raises her arms above her head to stretch. It’s taking all of my restraint not to touch her more than I already am. My dick twitches in my pants, and I quickly stand and concentrate on stepping down the jagged rock before her. Once on the sand, she grabs my outstretched hand, and we walk to my car together. Her grip loosens as we get closer.
She looks nervous. “I guess I’ll see you later.”
“I’ll drive you. Brandon and I will get your car tomorrow.” Any excuse I have to be with her, I’ll take.
“How is your brother?”
“He’s good. He only has another couple weeks here before he transfers to Chicago.” I’m really proud of my brother. He followed in my father and grandfather’s footsteps and made detective. He just accepted an opening in Chicago. I never had the desire to be a cop. Always wanted to be a firefighter. My family supports me and has never made me feel less because of it. My dad was paralyzed when I was fourteen from a gunshot wound, and that kind of put the kibosh on any pressure I felt to join the force.
“That’s nice. I’m happy for him. I’m fine, Travis, I’ll drive.”
I can tell she’s not going to change her mind.
“Alright, sweetheart.” I kiss the top of her head, and after she pushes the button on her key fob, I open the door for her. Once inside and buckled, I close it and hop in my car to follow her home. The tires slow under me as I pull up to the curb and watch her shapely body get out of her car. She blows a kiss at me, laughing, before entering the building.
***
Since I’m off today, my brother roped me into helping him move. He already has a place back in Chicago and wants to get it set up. We’re in the U-Haul driving
“No, no more. I don't want to relive everything. I’m still working through some stuff. I’m tired. So damn tired, Travis.”
“Of course, if that’s what you want. Can I ask one more question?” After nodding my answer he continues, “Why were you here for so long without anyone but Meara knowing? How the hell did you manage to pull that off?” His lips turn up, and I can’t help but giggle at his question.
“I had everything delivered, and if I left the house, I went to another city. I wanted some peace. Some time to myself…” What I really needed was time to put on my big girl panties and face the facts. I was manipulated by a man, and he destroyed what little hope I had for a normal life. By nineteen, I had already lost my sister, father, and mother… I was doomed for failure. Todd made sure to deliver my fate on a silver platter. Slowly, but surely, I’m building up my confidence again, turning into a woman my parents would be proud of.
I take in the small waves crashing against the shore. Being held by Travis again makes me feel whole. I’m still not sure what I want to do with my life, but I do know I want this man, whose mere presence makes me actually feel again, to be at the crux of it.
11
Travis
This secretive bullshit is really starting to piss me off. First, I find her alone, sleeping on a rock. Does she know what kind of sick fucks are out there? And I get that she had a rough time with her mom. Alone and scared with so much to deal with at such a young age. I imagine that’s part of what she’s talking about. I know there’s more to it, though. She flinched when I raised my voice. My fearless girl, who chased after me in the lake, was scared of me. That’s something I have to fix. I swear if that blond douchebag hurt her…
Once the sun completely sets, I hold her for a little bit. It’s starting to get colder out, and I don’t have a jacket to give her.
“Hey, let’s get you home,” my gruff voice breaks the silence.
Char stands in agreement and a slit of skin above her jeans is exposed when she raises her arms above her head to stretch. It’s taking all of my restraint not to touch her more than I already am. My dick twitches in my pants, and I quickly stand and concentrate on stepping down the jagged rock before her. Once on the sand, she grabs my outstretched hand, and we walk to my car together. Her grip loosens as we get closer.
She looks nervous. “I guess I’ll see you later.”
“I’ll drive you. Brandon and I will get your car tomorrow.” Any excuse I have to be with her, I’ll take.
“How is your brother?”
“He’s good. He only has another couple weeks here before he transfers to Chicago.” I’m really proud of my brother. He followed in my father and grandfather’s footsteps and made detective. He just accepted an opening in Chicago. I never had the desire to be a cop. Always wanted to be a firefighter. My family supports me and has never made me feel less because of it. My dad was paralyzed when I was fourteen from a gunshot wound, and that kind of put the kibosh on any pressure I felt to join the force.
“That’s nice. I’m happy for him. I’m fine, Travis, I’ll drive.”
I can tell she’s not going to change her mind.
“Alright, sweetheart.” I kiss the top of her head, and after she pushes the button on her key fob, I open the door for her. Once inside and buckled, I close it and hop in my car to follow her home. The tires slow under me as I pull up to the curb and watch her shapely body get out of her car. She blows a kiss at me, laughing, before entering the building.
***
Since I’m off today, my brother roped me into helping him move. He already has a place back in Chicago and wants to get it set up. We’re in the U-Haul driving
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