“I want to finish my studies, Alex.”
He took his eyes off the phone and looked at me surprised.
"I was in the middle of my senior year in high school when I disappeared,” I explained, "I always liked studying and I want to finish. I would like to have a university degree too.”
"But, Abbie.” He looked at me confused. "According to your research file, you had already finished your studies a few months before you disappeared. I thought you knew and that's why I didn't say anything... Although I have to admit that I was surprised you did it when you were just thirteen.”
Now the surprised one was me.
"But I continued taking classes until a week before the accident."
“Some people do it, you know, to reinforce knowledge and all that stuff...”
"That would explain why the subjects were so easy,” I answered thoughtfully.
“If you graduated at thirteen, I honestly don't want to know what you mean by easy stuff.”
"I just found a fault when it comes to homeschooling,” Abbie murmured next to me. "I don't feel comfortable around so many people." I looked at her, feeling some remorse at exposing her to this treatment so soon. "I'm sorry, Abbie,” I murmured close to her, "It was somewhat impulsive to organize this so soon, maybe I should have waited a bit to prepare better...” She laughed a little louder than she should, and surprising me even more, she took my face in her hands and kissed me for a few seconds. I was stunned by her public display. “Did I do good or bad to kiss you?” she asked against my ear. There I realized. The woman was acting with total daring. "Feel comfortable to kiss me whenever and wherever you want, precious,” I whispered back. Someone cleared their throat causing us to separate immediately, as if we had been doing something horrible instead of a simple kiss. Damn, the entire room was silent
“Are you sure you're not hungry?” I asked again. “We could stop for a pizza on the next block, they're so good.” “I just want to get home, Alex.” she looked at me with intensity “I feel, uh...” He approached my ear “I don't really know how I feel, I just know that thinking of your mouth provokes something in my belly and my breasts. Fuck it! This woman made my balls clench painfully. “Abbie...” "Alex,” Pierre cut off my comment, "A black Escalade without plates is following us, it's three cars away." I turned automatically in the seat where the described car was certainly located. “You're sure?” “He has followed us since we left the building fifteen minutes ago, I have made several unnecessary turns and he is still behind us.” “Where is the other SUV with the other agents?” I asked pulling the 9mm out of the holster on my left side. Abbie made a strangled sound at the sight of the gun, but I didn't pay att
“Abbie.” I kept playing with the twins, ignoring the fact that Olivia was behind me. "Don't keep ignoring me, please." I wasn't ignoring her, I really wasn't. I just wanted to ignore the events that happened three nights ago. I wanted to erase the painful words Alex had yelled at me. Words that had penetrated even deeper than his actions on my body. The words burned and left marks. “Damn it, I'm tired of going on cotton wool with all this.” Olivia said taking Joy from my arms and leaving her next to her sister inside the playpen “I need to know why Pierre called me at dawn to leave you here, why did you arrive with your face red from crying and why the hell did you beg him not to come back to the apartment... What did Alex do to you, Abbie?” I was silent. Because what could I say? How to explain how painful that experience had been for me? How traumatic? "Alex's mother went to his apartment, he wasn't there,” Ma
I left my room half an hour later. I felt somewhat weak from the time I hadn’t fed; it was the new rush of adrenaline the only thing that motivated me to move towards the room. My appearance hadn't improved much, but at least I was clean, my breath was fresh, and my clean clothes felt great on my skin. But I was still pale, haggard and unshaven. I felt too weak to force myself to look good, when I was still miserable about what I had done to Abbie. She said I hadn't forced her to do anything, but I was there, maybe not very conscious, but her screams and that blow were the physical proof that I had hurt her. I walked into the living room to find them all staring at Abbie with a frown. "It doesn't sound like a good idea,” I heard Mark saying. "If it's what she wants, you have to leave her, Mark.” Olivia replied, hugging one of her daughters now asleep. The other I didn’t know where she had gotten herself. Suddenly, as if
"Good Lord, woman... you’re sneaky." I turned to Pierre's voice, who was standing in the bathroom door. "I'm finishing here,” I answered closing the washing machine door. "This is the last load." "I still don't understand why you do that being able to pay for dry cleaning,” he stated, following me to the living room. "It's a bad thing that Anna taught you to do your laundry." "I insisted, Pierre.” she had no choice but to teach me, besides, I didn’t like the idea of strangers touching my dirty underwear. He threw himself on the couch beside me with a weary sigh. "If Anna keeps giving you her duties, Alex will fire her and lock you in your room." "He'll have to put up with it,” I said indifferent, after all, I had noticed that Alex was more growling than biting. "I don't hurt anyone by learning house chores." "Yes, I think he has learned to get out of your way with some issues,” he agreed amused, then getting serious,
“Everyone in their positions?” “Team Bravo 1 in position.” “Team Bravo 2 in position.” “Support team in position.” “Special operations in position and waiting to attack.” The intercom was silent after that, everyone was waiting for my signal to attack. We were in a warehouse on the outskirts of the Everglades in Florida, more specifically in an abandoned floating warehouse. Today Thursday, at two in the morning, everything would end once and for all for Recc. Already several of his men who had been guarding the perimeter were neutralized by our team. It had taken me a long time to execute the plan. Infiltrate an agent into his network and bring together more than thirty of the best men to carry out the plan that would once and for all free Abigail. Seals, Green Berets, Mossad agents, secret agents, high-ranking military... Anyway, it’s been three long weeks of collecting favors that all these pe
“All the paperwork in order?” Alex asked the phone. The arm around my shoulders pulled me even closer to him as I continued to look out over the lake where some young men were riding in wooden boats. I loved this. It seemed incredible to me that this was the first time I was really ourside, without any kind of concern. Breathing the fresh air, feeling the breeze a little warm through my body, seeing children playing and laughing... All that felt good. And more if I was in the company of the man I loved. We were under a very leafy tree a few feet from the lake in Central Park. Alex had forced me to change my pants for shorts that were midthigh, which led to Alex from time to time to reach down and stroking them. Obviously, I would push his hand away because of the pleasure the caresses produced in me and I had to remember I was mad with him. I mean, I had to keep my position. I had let the Recc issue pass becaus
Her sigh made me smile, so I squeezed her hand and placed it on my lap to keep her closer to me as I drove. “Is it the same in all couples?” she asked looking at me with bright eyes, "Does it always feel this good?" "I couldn’t tell,” I replied amused as I entered the parking lot of Mark's building. "This is also my first time in a relationship, remember?" Today Mark had called me to resolve some important issues with Abbie's company, which is why we had gotten out of bed and come up. Was doing it fourteen times in three days too much? It really seemed very little to me, I mean, I hadn’t had sex for a long time and I was catching up with the woman who at that moment was squeezing my thigh in a suggestive way. “You’re provoking me and we are in the street, little one,” I said parking “I don't want to attack you in the elevator and have the camera record us while I make you scream.” "I don't scream, Alex,” she replied laughing, "But you.