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“I think you need to go into witness protection.”
“Could you be serious for one second?” I was scared out of my mind. Not that he would do anything to me, but I’ve never heard Thunder so upset, especially not with me.
He'd sounded so cold and detached on the phone. “I didn’t think it was that big of a deal for me to go to the doctor alone. How was I to know that I’d run into them?”
“Isn’t that the reason you never wanted to go alone in the first place?”
“Yes, but it was just a precaution. Besides, we never ran into them before.” At least I knew that he wasn’t in jail because Dad had called not too long ago and told me everything was fine. I was so relieved. If anything happened to him because of me, I would never forgive myself.
I’d called Angel to come over to offer support, but as usual, she was on his side. I heard his car pull up outside, and my insides twisted around themselves. I got up and went to the door where he met me.
He didn’t say anything for the longest time, just looked at me before pulling me into his arms and kissing my forehead. The relief was so strong my knees almost gave out. “Oh, hi, Dad, hi guys.” I hadn’t seen them standing there until he let me go.
I kept waiting for the explosion, all through the impromptu family dinner, where all we discussed was the fact that grandma was moving in with us in the little carriage house on the property with her own help included and would be handling things at the bakery until after my maternity leave.
I couldn’t even argue the fact that none of this had been run by me because I was in enough trouble as it was. Whenever we got around to the day’s happenings, everyone gave me crap for not being careful, as if it was my fault that my ex and his mother had lost their minds.
All throughout dinner and after, Thunder had been his usual self. There was no sign of the anger I’d heard on the phone, and he seemed relaxed and at ease. I still didn’t know what had happened with Dan after he went to his house and figured I’d wait until we were alone to ask.
It was only when my family left, and Joy went to bed when he took my hand without a word and led me to the bedroom that I realized he’d been pretending this whole time. I almost made a run for it, but the look on his face told me that was the wrong move.
AMANDA
I’m so confused. I thought for sure he was going to rip into me as soon as we entered our bedroom, but instead, he was gentle and kind when he undressed me.
Though he didn’t say a word the whole time and seemed not to want to look at me, when he led me into the shower and turned it on before stripping down and getting in with me, I started to relax.
His hands slid the washcloth over my skin, paying attention to the places I could no longer reach and even more to that place between my thighs. After being so tense all evening, this was a welcomed relief.
He even kissed me the way he usually does, which assured me once and for all that he wasn’t mad. But for some reason, each time I opened my mouth to speak, the words just died because I just couldn’t shake the feeling that something wasn’t right.
After he turned off the water and helped me out of the stall, he dried me off with a warm, fluffy towel that felt like heaven and then he led me to the bed after wrapping a towel around his hips. All of this was done without a word being shared between us, but I was in a euphoric place after that erotic shower and was in no mood to rock the boat.
He laid me back across the bed with my legs hanging over the side, knelt on the floor, spread my legs open, and started to feast. I forgot all about my fear that he was mad at me. I was just so lost in the ecstasy of having him touch me like this after expecting the worst.
His hands, those big, beautiful wonders, felt amazing against my flesh, and when he stood up and slid into me while looking into my eyes, I thought my heart would melt. I was close, so close, but then he pulled out. “On your knees.” He helped me get into my favorite position and even put a pillow under me for added comfort.
It was slow, deep, and just what I needed after a stressful day. I was close again, so close, but he eased off. He leaned over my back, and I braced for the feel of his teeth in my neck. It’s one of the most looked forward to parts of our lovemaking, his marking me. But he didn’t do it this time.
Still, I was distracted by the feel of him moving in and out of me. Then I felt the telltale throbbing of his cock which meant he was close as well, so maybe this time….
He pulled out and came on my back. I felt the wetness of his seed there and looked over my shoulder at him. “Why did you….?” The look on his face made the words dry up in my mouth. But what hurt more was the way he got off the bed without a word, grabbed his clothes, and walked out of the room.
What the hell just happened? I laid awake most of the night after checking the house for him, but he was nowhere to be found. I only fell asleep because I was too tired to stay awake much longer.
In the morning, he was there to drive me to work, but he didn’t talk to me all the way to the bakery. In fact, that’s not true; he did ask if I and the baby were feeling okay to which I said we were fine. But he said nothing else after that.
He didn’t come for lunch that afternoon, and it was all I could do to keep a smile on my face and make up an excuse when the others asked where he was. That evening, it was more of the same. Intense sex, no orgasm for me, though, and again, he pulled out and came on my back.
“Why are you doing this?”
“Because you don’t deserve my seed.” I wish I’d never asked.
“Where are you going?” I got off the bed to follow him, but his answer brought me to tears.
“You don’t need to know.” I cried myself to sleep.
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