All Chapters of Enemy Within (Unseen Enemy 1): Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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Chapter Twenty-one

“OK, wait. Let me get this straight.” Olivia shook her head. “Just sex? No romance, no dates, no commitment? And you agreed to this?”Emma shrugged. “I suggested it.” She took another of Jenny’s amazing zucchini wraps from the tray and tried to act casual; she knew the girls weren’t buying it, though.“Why, Em?’ Jenny said. “Why would you want something like this? You go from five years of celibacy to what – casual sex with some guy you picked up in a bar?”Emma looked at them, trying to think how on earth to explain this to them. She was sure that Liv would understand it, and probably Kat too, to a certain extent. But Jenny… Jenny was scared of men, terrified of sex, and would no doubt struggle with this.“You guys know about compartmentalizing, right?” she said.“Sure.” Kat took a sip of her wine. “Splitting your life up into sections and keeping them totally separate.”“Exactly. That’s what I’m doing here. My real life – my job, you guys, now cancer – is all in one place, and Dean

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Chapter Twenty-two

The next night, Emma pulled up in front of Dean’s house. She grabbed her overnight bag from the back seat and turned around.“Well, hey there, darlin’. Nice to see you again.”Startled, she looked at the front porch of the house next door. There sat Dallas, as huge and gorgeous as she remembered him.“Dallas?” she said walking up the path between the houses.“The one and only.” His blue eyes were warm as he smiled at her. “How you doing?”“Good. I’m good. What about you?” She gestured at his shoulder. “I heard what happened. Are you OK?”“Fine. Just a flesh wound.”She laughed. “God. I don’t know many people who’d call being stabbed by a maniac a ‘flesh wound’.”“Well, like I said: I am the one and only, darlin’.”“You are indeed.”“Hey, Emma.” Dean was standing on his front porch, taking her in. She was dressed casually tonight, in jeans and a t-shirt, her glorious hair loose and blowing in the breeze, but she looked all the more stunning somehow. She stared back at him, admiring his

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Chapter Twenty-three

Dean watched Emma, not missing a thing as she chatted and ate. Her face was shining and well-rested, her eyes bright and calm. She was hands-down the most attractive woman he’d ever known, a fact which still surprised him a bit. The blonde from the bar was what he'd long thought of as his 'type', and Dean knew that if she and Emma were standing side by side, a huge number of men would choose the blonde, with all her tits and ass and sex appeal on full display – but he’d choose Emma now. He'd choose her in a heartbeat. He had a whole new appreciation for sweetness, something that he’d done without in his life for a very long time. She soothed him, and he hadn’t even known that was what he’d wanted or needed.He cleared the table then came back to her. Without a word, he pulled Emma to her feet and kissed her. Her legs weakened right away, her body went soft in his arms.“What do you think, baby?” he whispered. “You ready for dessert?”She bit back a moan. “What’s for dessert?”“Me.”Sh

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Chapter Twenty-four

The dirty language coming from that sweet mouth turned him on more than he thought possible and with a strangled groan, he grabbed the condom. As soon as it was on, she lifted her hips and slid down on him, taking him all the way inside her all at once and without a word. He gripped her ass and threw his head back, his eyes closed tight at the feeling of being sheathed fully in that clutching, pulsing heat. He shook with the effort not to come right away, but it was damn difficult. Emma felt his hard length nudging deep inside her. She was completely filled by him, her aching pussy stretched and pulled over every inch of his cock. She buried her face in his chest, held onto his shoulders. His hands on her ass and lower back were demanding now, and she began to roll her hips, alternating slow circles and deep plunges, working his body with her own, relishing having this man quivering under her. His breath was hot, hoarse, and his thrusts were rough and urgent. She moved on him again

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Chapter Twenty-five

The next morning, Dean woke up at six o’clock, right on the dot. Years of military training had completely fucked up his internal clock, and he couldn’t sleep later than six, no matter how tired he was, or where he was, or what time he went to bed. It was better than a year before, though, when he had been awake at three every morning. For him, six a.m. was decadent sleeping in. He knew the boys were the same – if he called any of them right now, they’d be wide awake already.He studied Emma’s face in the sunrise. She looked a bit pale, and she had shadows under her eyes. Well, he hadn’t let her drop off until after midnight, so she probably needed some more sleep. Dean closed his eyes again, letting his body relax back into a light doze. When he opened them again, it was almost eight o’clock and Emma was still out. She was breathing softly, her hands clutching the bedsheets to those creamy breasts. He smiled and carefully climbed out of bed, trying not to wake her.He grabbed a fres

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Chapter Twenty-six

Emma closed her eyes as another wave of nausea shook her. She pulled her knees in tight to her chest and tried to remember to breathe. “Emma?” Kat was in her bedroom doorway. “You need anything?”Emma held out her hand and Kat came in right away. She sat down next to Emma’s bed, clutching her hand.“It’s OK, Em. I’m right here.”Emma nodded. “Talk to me.”“Alright.” Kat stroked Emma’s sweaty hair back from her forehead. “So, I was at the hair salon yesterday, and Terrance came in an hour late. When Benny started shouting at him, Terrance went berserk. Like, we always knew the guy was wound up tight, right, but he lost it.”“What did he do?” Emma asked, her voice raspy and rough.“Started throwing around everything he could get his hands on… products and equipment, hair clips and shampoo bottles. Like, everything. He grabbed the hairdryer right out of my hand and threw it the length of the salon. The thing was, I was using it to dry a customer’s hair at the time, and it was roaring ho

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Chapter Twenty-seven

Emma drove to Dean’s house a few days later, still feeling tired from the most recent cycle of chemo. After the last round three weeks earlier, she thought she had seen the worst that it could get, but she had been way wrong. And according to Dr. Fife, the round in two weeks would be worse again. She was exhausted just thinking about it.Despite her body’s tiredness, she longed to see Dean. She needed a break from cancer, needed to be where things were simple and clear. Dean was about feeling good, about comfort and strength, about sleeping soundly in his arms. God knows, I need all those things right now.She got to his house and climbed out of her car slowly. She grabbed her overnight bag from the passenger side seat and slammed the door.“Hey, Emma.”She looked at Dallas’ front porch to see the guys kicking back and having a beer. They looked so achingly healthy and gorgeous – four strong men in prime physical condition, muscled and sun-bronzed – that she almost burst into tears.

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Chapter Twenty-eight

Dean was mostly quiet as Emma and the guys talked. He was wild with needing to get her back to his place; he wanted to be buried deep inside that curvy little body. He watched her with his friends, saw how she gave them her full attention when they talked to her, as she always did. With Emma, he always got the feeling that she saw and heard far more than a person meant to show or say. Those blue eyes just looked past the skin, somehow, went deeper. But it wasn’t off-putting or invasive; it just felt like she was connected to you. He knew the guys liked it, too. Even Jim, one of the most suspicious and defensive men Dean had ever known, dropped his guard around Emma and talked easily.After an hour, Chris got to his feet. “OK, guys. I’m off. Early shift tomorrow.”“Yeah, me too.” Jim stretched. “I’ve got an extra shift in the morning.”“Oh, yeah?” Emma said, her eyes dancing. “Why is that?”“Covering for the boss.” Jim looked innocent. “Seems he needs the morning off tomorrow.”“Huh.”

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Chapter Twenty-nine

Dallas didn’t know the last time he’d seen Dean so happy with a woman… probably never. The way he looked at Emma, man. His eyes softened and he smiled a private little smile. Endearments spilled out of his mouth, and he didn’t even seem to realize it; he touched her tenderly, took care of her. She meant something to Dean, and no matter how many times he told the guys she was a casual thing, Emma wasn’t.What was her story, though? Dallas had spent time watching and listening to her when she wasn’t traveling and came around three times a week or so, and the girl was still a puzzle. Total fucking mystery. She was smart, obviously; Dallas was actually surprised that she was a PA charged with making hotel reservations for a spoiled model. He’d have thought that Emma would be in something way more professional. She was kind, too: the way she talked to Jim was nothing short of a miracle. The man was a wreck in so many ways – wracked with guilt and self-loathing about what had happened to t

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Chapter Thirty

Emma jumped when her doorbell chimed. She glanced at the clock on her laptop screen, wondering who would be at her door at eight o’clock on a Monday morning. Not that the day or time made any major difference to her at this point. She had finally capitulated to the reality of her illness – bouts of sickness from the chemo, dizziness and exhaustion increasingly hitting her out of nowhere, even at Dean’s – and was now on an extended leave-of-absence from work. The whole idea of a ‘work day’ was a bit ludicrous, but still. Eight o’clock on a Monday was early for almost everyone else on the planet, wasn’t it?“Who is it?” she asked through the door.“It’s Nigel, sweet thing, and I come bearing gifts.”She swung the door open, delighted. “Nigel!”“Hey, Emma. Liv sent me.”“Of course she did.” Emma stood to one side. “Come on in.”He came in, loaded down with shopping bags and juggling a take-out coffee. She took the coffee and two of the bags and he sighed with relief.“I thought that latt

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