I melted into his embrace, and he picked me up from the tub, his bigger body holding me against his chest bridal style. No words were exchanged as he carried me into his room, my clothes already laid out on his bed.He set me down by the bed and we both made short order of getting dressed.Suddenly I was angry. At myself. At Mykel. At my parents, my sister, the very world. I stood beside the bed, my back to Mykel, my arms crossed over my chest defiantly.I felt more than I heard him walk up behind me. My breathing stopped and I stiffened as he touched me. His fingers, barely grazing the tops of my shoulders slid away and I heard him sigh lightly behind me."Mattie..." His hands lightly gripped my elbows in an attempt to turn me to face him, but I shook from his gr
Gently she pushed me to a sitting position, her warm, smaller hands cradling my face. "I love you, Mattie. There aren't any conditions to go along with that. I don't care how much you may cry, baby, or how often you freak out. You're not a nuisance. To either of us."But as far as I am concerned, Mattie, you're just as much a part of me as...oh, my love...I could never just cast you aside." She thumbed away tears from my cheeks before vanquishing them from her own. "I knew what I was getting into when I hired you, Mattie. Do you think I was unprepared for what might happen bringing you here?"I brought you here, permanently, because I love you, Mattie. And I've already lost two brothers. I won't lose you, too. I'm not going anywhere."With that, she pulled me back into her embrace, repeated she loved me in a softl
"I'm so in love with you, Mattie. Not for your body, but for you. And..." he paused and looked to his sister before meeting my gaze, as I looked to him when he stopped talking. "I've never felt this way before. Not...not with Kaiden, not with anyone. And...with as much as Kaiden's death about destroyed me, Mattie, I don't think I could survive losing you. In any form."I watched as tears fell unbidden from his eyes and he made no move to brush them away.Liz still dragged her fingers through my hair, calming me. "I love you, too, Mattie. I've grown pretty attached to you these last few years, huh. Sitting out on the swing with you in the mornings is m
"I'm proud of you, too. Tonight I'll show you how proud I am." I whispered the words against his cheek, hearing his breath catch. I pulled back and smiled slyly at his flushed skin. As I turned I subtly raked my fingers lightly across his crotch, and I chuckled to myself at his involuntary whimper."So, how about a drink?" I smiled at the look he cast me."Yes, how about? Only a couple, though, we have work tomorrow morning." She gave me a pointed look that told me to make sure she only had those couple. There was a sudden change in her eyes then, a flicker, and if I hadn't been paying attention, I'd have missed it.We did end up only having two drinks a piece before Liz bid her goodnights. I watched her leave before standing to follow.She left her door open for me to
We both jumped and turned to face where the voice came from. Neither of us heard him come home.Liz paled. Mykel stood in the doorway, his hands clenched in fists at his side."How the fuck did he know where you are?"He sounded angry and Liz tensed beside me. "Mykel, you need to take a breath." I walked up to him and placed my hand on his chest. His heart was pounding."Mykel," I said in low tones and his eyes flickered to me. "You need to control yourself. You're scaring your sister."At those words, his entire demeanor changed. Carefully he approached Liz and knelt down, his hands on her knees."Lizzy, I'm sorry. That...wasn't how that was supposed to come out."
I gasped as I walked into the shop two days before it officially opened. It was a beautiful setup. The front door opened into a large space with a desk that sat upon it a telephone, a lamp, and a large calendar that would be used to make appointments. On the left wall were plastic-clad, hanging posters that you were able to see design samples. Further into the shop was a piercing room and bathroom and directly to the right as you enter was the building, to the right of the desk, Mykel would be doing his tattoos. I looked around, my mouth agape but smiling. "It's beautiful, Mykel."Mykel smiled an electric smile that made my heart flutter. From behind me, he wrapped his arms around my chest, his arms coming over my shoulders, kissing my cheek. "I'm glad you like it." Mykel nuzzled into my neck. "Though I have to admit, I'm going to miss spending the days with you."I grinned in spite o
"You'll understand someday, mon bonheur.""Understand what?" I asked him not quite catching his meaning.He pushed lightly with soft yet firm hands by my shoulders, guiding my vision to meet his. "That I only want to make you happy. That I'm not gonna hurt you. That I'm not going to leave you." He caressed his thumb along my cheekbone and leaned in for the barest kiss."Promise?""I do. I'll be right back." He kissed me again with a smile and turned toward the kitchen but faced me once more when I called his name. He looked at me questioningly, his eyebrow quirked upward."It's um...kinda warming up now...and well...I was thinking that...maybe...well maybe that we could go to that place we watche
There was a pause and for a moment I thought he wasn't going to answer. "There's something I haven't told you." I didn't respond, just waited for him to continue speaking. "A little over a year after Kaiden died I met someone. Logan. He was charming and good-looking. Not long after the six-month mark, I told him I loved him. And I guess in a way..." he shrugged and kept talking, "anyway, he said it back and all was groovy. Come to find out he'd been cheating on me since the get-go. And...when I caught him he just...laughed. 'You really think I could love you? You give good tattoos though and really good head.' When he said that he looked at his arm which I had almost sleeved for him for free. He told me that no one would ever really love me. I had told him some about Kaiden...he said that Kaiden didn't even love me enough to care to live. And it isn't that I think you're anything like him, or that it would have the same outcome...but my doubts about myself