ROSEI open my mouth to speak to tell her that no, I do not want to be pregnant, but I already know I want to have Tyson’s children. I’m just unsure if now is the best time. “I want to have Tyson’s children. I just need to know if that is happening now, or when we’re more prepared for it.” As soon as the words leave my mouth, I know I will be choosing to move in with Tyson. It doesn’t matter what the house looks like or what kind of lifestyle he has. I love him and I’m ready to commit to him. I look up at Dr. Reynolds and her shocked face quickly morphs into one of ecstatic joy. “Thaaaat’s not something I want Tyson to know just yet, FYI. I’m assuming this conversation is under doctor-patient confidentiality?” I panic ask. I don’t need someone else telling Tyson anything before I am ready for him to know.“Of course, it is. I… I’m just so happy for the both of you. Finding your person is such a special gift in life, I love hearing about it. Now, as far as pregnancy goes; you said it’s
ROSEWe arrive in the mailroom. “Hello?! Rolando?” I call out.“Mi bonita Rose?” Rolando exclaims as he rushes out from his office to greet me. “Si!! Rosie! So happy to see you!” Now, his embrace I sink into and start to cry a bit.“Oh God, I missed you, Rolando. You and Mon. How are things? Surviving without me?” I ask as I pull away. I see his smiling, tear-streaked face and I know I’m a horrible friend, not having called them these last few weeks. “I am so sorry I haven’t called you guys. I’m okay. I’ve healed well enough. Is Monica still delivering? I think I should talk to you both at one time,” I ask.“Oh, Monica doing both jobs.” Rolando says.“What? That is so much, Rolando. They didn’t hire a temp person for deliveries?” I ask.“Monica say she cover. Lot of overtime. Her abuela in hospital, not good. She paying.” He says and I close my eyes in guilt. She should be with her grandmother, not working. “You come back now, si?” He asks.“No. I’m sorry Rolando, I am turning in my r
ROSETyson is seated at a new desk, also typing away on his keyboard. He looks up and a huge smile spreads across his face.“Thank you, Mike. Rose! It’s so good to see you, sweetheart.” I know I blush at his declaration, a little embarrassed by it. Tyson gets up from his desk and rounds it, heading straight for me when I hear the doors close behind me. I don’t turn to look; all my focus is on Tyson. My sexy man. His eyes totally lasered in on me. When he gets to me, he doesn’t stop. He picks me up and smooshes me against the door as he attacks my mouth. It’s like he desperately needs me. The passion and desire are making my head spin. I kiss him back rapturously and I can’t keep up with his rush on my lips. I’m breathless when he pulls back and rests his forehead onto mine.“Goddess, I missed you!” He says as his hands roam my flushed and hot body.“It’s only been a few hours, Tyson.” I grin slyly at him, “But I missed you too.”“How was your check up?” He asks as he sets me back on m
ROSE“You know what, yes. I’ll take you up on that. Wanna work on it today?”I look around and we’ve both finished eating at this point. Why not? It’s not like I’ve got anything else to do. I nod with a smile.“Excellent! But first…” Tyson says, and he leans over into me, taking my lips in a searing kiss. I wrap my arms around his neck and press myself closer to him, humming in delight. “… I want to have my way with you.”“But Tyson, we don’t have any protection here.” I say between kisses.“Oh honey, yes, yes, we do. I bought a box yesterday when I knew my office was finished, just hoping I could get you up here to get frisky with me.”“Well, that was very presumptuous of you, sir.”“Presumption implies expectation. I only had the hope you’d be willing to christen my new office space.” He says as he pops the button on my slacks and wiggles them and my panties down my legs. I eagerly open my legs for him, and he doesn’t waste a second. Tyson dives in and quickly gets to work on his de
ROSEWhen we’re done, he washes his beard, puts a little oil in it and brushes it out to keep it tamed. I love his beard, the way it delicately scratches my skin when he kisses me or the way it increases the sensations against my clit when he goes down on me. I’m getting worked up again and I need to put my sexual desires for Tyson back in their corner.I have work to do, and I want to prove to Tyson that I can be useful, not just in the mailroom or in the bedroom. If this relationship is going to move forward again, and I really do want it to, I need to be able to hold my own when it comes to his businesses. Despite not having a college education, I know how to get things done and function in new situations. I want to find my niche, my professional purpose. Even if I work away from Tyson. I’ve never had an opportunity to find work that I WANT to do. My jobs have always been about making money for supporting us. I now have the opportunity to find a passion and I’m genuinely excited ab
TYSONI watch in horror as Rose’s face pales and turns a slight grey-green color. Her pupils blow out almost immediately. Her breathing turns shallow and fast and her heart sounds like it is going to beat out of her chest. Her eyes are not focused on me, and I rub her arms trying to get her attention. It doesn’t work. I snap my fingers in her face, that doesn’t work either. Finally, I pat her cheek, trying to move her focus. But again, nothing. Then I realize, she is staring at the group that just came out of the elevator.*Stand in front of Rose, now!* I link over to Justin, Marshall and Mike, all of whom became acutely aware of Rose’s panic attack as soon as it happened. No one argues or questions why, and they jump to obey quickly. But I know that someone in that group of men is from Rose’s past. They raped her, scared her, scarred her. Zeus is roaring in my head, pacing and clawing at my control, not caring that we are in a building with humans. Someone who hurt our mate is this c
ROSE My head is pounding, and I taste blood in my mouth. I try to move but my hands aren’t moving properly. It’s like they’re tied together. I try to move my legs, but the pain is too much, I don’t want to move them. “Mama?” I hear my Maddie’s voice in the darkness. “Mama, are you awake?” She is so quiet; I can barely hear her. And I know my eyes are open, so it’s not like I’m hearing her from a sleep or an unconscious state. “Baby?” "Shhhh,” she says quietly. So, she’s whispering. “Mama, they took us. We’re in a car trunk. We’ve been driving a long time. Are you okay?” I think and assess my injuries. My head is definitely concussed, my lip is busted, I think my right wrist is broken or severely sprained, I have small cuts on my face, hands and arms, and my lower left leg feels really weird too. Very painful. It takes a minute, but I remember it being caught on something and it was bleeding pretty badly. “I’ll be okay, sweet pea. Are you okay? Are you hurt?” “I’m okay. My head wa
ROSEThe outside door to this makeshift warehouse building opens and in walks Kent Michaels. I begin breathing heavily but I don’t completely panic because Maddie is in my arms. His eyes assess us with a nasty sneer on his face. I’m not sure how I use to think he was handsome.“Hello again, lover,” he says, and I shiver in disgust.“I’m not your lover, Kent.” I try to sound tough, and my voice is semi-strong, but it comes out laced with fear. Maddie’s breathing picks up too and I know she’s trying to work out who this man is. She’s about to find out in the worst way imaginable how I got pregnant with her.“Well, not anymore, Rosie. It’s good to see you again though. You definitely look better than the last time I saw you.”“The last time you saw me, you thought I was dead, so I’m sure it doesn’t take much to be an improvement from that.” I roll my eyes at him, not sure where my bravado is coming from all of a sudden.“True. Now, enough with reminiscing about old times. Introduce me to