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Over an hour later, I tiptoed out of the tub and into the huge, tiled shower. The hot water burned all the way to my bones, but the water pressure stung my bruised body. I glanced around at the available soaps and conditioners, and was amused to find his large collection. I scrubbed the soap against my skin and through my hair, as though I could erase the bruises and memories that Ace had left on my body. I got out and dried off with the towel Alaric had left, and noticed he had set my bag inside the door at some point. I borrowed a comb and winced as I pulled it through my hair. It tugged painfully where Ace had dragged me. I gently dried off and stepped over to my bag. In my haste to pack, I failed to grab any pajamas, or anything besides jeans and shirts. I sighed and grabbed jeans and a long-sleeved shirt. Unease seeped through me as I realized I was going to have to go back to my apartment to get the rest of my clothes and belongings. Maybe I could watch the apartment tomorrow a
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Morning came and I slowly and achingly got out of bed. I showered again and dressed in my own long-sleeve shirt along with Alaric’s sweatpants he had given me yesterday. I wandered downstairs in the large, silent condo. I searched around the kitchen, carefully touching everything as though it was priceless. I decided on a simple lunch of a banana and grilled cheese sandwich. I found the electric skillet and plugged it in. I began buttering the bread when I heard the front door open and looked up. Alaric walked in looking just as swoon-worthy handsome as he always did. His long, wavy brown hair was pulled up into a man bun. His tight black pants clung tightly to him as his shirt with the fire station emblem hung loosely over his muscular arms and chest. He tossed his shoes off before jogging into the kitchen to me. I nervously looked down at the bread I was buttering in my hand. Would he be angry I was utilizing his kitchen or eating his food? He was sure in a hurry to get over to me
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A couple hours later, I sat beside Alaric in his sports car as he drove me back to my apartment. He had showered and changed into black jeans with a bright blue, button up shirt adorned with images of palm trees and mountains. It was halfway unbuttoned, showing off his toned, tattooed chest and silver cross necklace. His brown hair hung down long around his face and aviator sunglasses covered his eyes. An assortment of rings adorned his fingers. I fidgeted nervously in my seat. I put the window down, letting the warm Florida air attempt to calm my frigid nerves. My palms sweated and I felt sick to my stomach. I felt like I was going into a disaster. We pulled into the parking lot and I immediately sat forward in my seat. I scanned the parked cars, looking for Ace. It was no where in sight. “I don’t think he’s home” I whispered softly as Alaric glanced at me and lowered the rock music in the car. He parked in a spot close to my apartment and, with shaking hands, I unbuckled my seatbe
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I followed Alaric into his condo. He kicked his shoes off and walked away into the kitchen without a word to me. I cautiously and slowly took my shoes off as a nervous energy began to pump through me. Something wasn't right. I slowly stepped with bare feet into the living room. I stopped at one end of the couch as Alaric walked out of the corner of the kitchen with a glass of water in his hand. He took a long drink and set it down on the counter. He rested his hands on either side of the glass as he looked down, his hair falling like a curtain around his face to hide behind. I chewed on my cheek as I took a step toward the stairs when I suddenly heard his voice. "You're married?" I froze mid-step as I slowly turned toward him. He ran his hand through his hair as he lifted his face to me. It was guarded and unreadable. I slowly shook my head as I raised my left hand with my bare ring finger. "No, I'm not married." His eyes trailed over to my hand and back to my face. "Why did he s
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He looked at me in confusion. “What do you mean that’s … “ His words trailed off as his face gave way to realization. When he spoke again, his words were somber. “That’s the identity Jaxon gave you?” I nodded as he studied me intently with those gorgeous green eyes. My heart thudded violently in my chest as he let go of my hand and slowly raised it to my face. I watched it cautiously as he paused to make sure I saw it. He moved closer, his body just inches from me, as his hand gently cupped my face. He lowered his face so our noses touched. “I don’t care what you’re called” he said in a breathy whisper. His breath smelled like mint and I longed to move just an inch or two forward to press my lips to his soft, full lips. My body screamed in desire as a fire erupted within for him. A fire only he could extinguish. “I just want to be with you” he confessed as he moved ever so slowly to kiss me. It was everything I had wanted since I met him. He wanted me for me. This handsome, God of
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I paced back and forth in my room while a million thoughts raced around my mind. What in the world was I thinking? I couldn’t just start over. I couldn’t be Stephanie Tompkins again. With Alaric close by, I had a false sense of security. As though somehow, I could take on the entire world and make this all work. Without him near, reality crept in on me and reminded me who I was running from and why I had to remain Stella. A knock on the bedroom door snapped me from my thoughts. I walked over and opened the door to find Alaric standing in the doorway. “You alright?” he asked as he stood with his hands clasped behind his back. I stood unable to answer for a moment. “I’m fine” I finally breathed out as I walked over to the bed and sat down. “May I?” he asked as he waved a hand toward the room. My eyebrows crushed down in confusion. This was his condo and yet he was asking permission to enter a room? “This is your home.” He stood unmoving as he smirked lightly. “This is your room, S
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I wandered downstairs a short time later and found Alaric out on the back patio. He had steaks on the grill which emitted a mouth-watering aroma into the air. I slowly stepped outside as he had his back turned toward me. I closed the door and the sound brought him around to look at me. “Hey you,” he smiled his gorgeous smile at me. “Hi,” I replied back with a lame wave. “Do you like steaks?” he questioned as he turned back to his grill. I nodded and then realized he wasn’t looking at me. “Yeah,” I said softly as the sun shone upon my exposed wrists. I stared sadly at the marks Ace had left behind. I pulled the sleeve down and over them as though if they were out of sight, they somehow magically didn’t exist. “Why don’t you sit down?” he asked as he pointed toward a patio chair with his grill tongs as he glanced back at me. “Make yourself comfortable.” I followed his order, but guilt weighed me down in my seat as he worked. “I feel bad you doing everything. I am capable of helping
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I screamed, sitting straight up in bed as I gasped for breaths. It was just a nightmare, I assured myself as I looked around my rented room in Alaric’s condo. It seemed despite my physical escape from Ace abuse, my unconscious mind was still trapped. I was haunted my nightmares every time I slept, and they were becoming more and more vivid. I threw my legs over the edge of the bed and slowly got up. My body was still sore, and the bruises seemed to darken each day. I knew from experience they would peak in a couple days before slowly beginning to fade over the next couple weeks. It was never fast, but the mental trauma would last the rest of my life. I wandered downstairs and almost expected to find Alaric dancing around in the kitchen like he so often did. Instead, I found an eerie and quiet home. I grabbed some orange juice from the refrigerator and a glass from the cupboard. I set them on the counter and poured my cup when I noticed a note. Steph- I got called overnight to the
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