Cailen tucked me in the bed and placed a kiss to my forehead. “I’m going to go workout, love. If you need anything yell for me, OK? I’ll come lay with you when I’m done.”
I smiled and pushed him toward the door. It was damn scary how much I loved that man and how I almost lost him. I tried not to think about it but it was beating me in the head.
Finally my lids became so heavy I just let them fall and I prayed to God that my dreams stayed good.
I felt a gentle finger stroking the skin between my shoulder blades and I smiled. I rolled over and found him smiling at me. “How did you sleep, Gemma?”
“Like a corpse.”
He smiled then his face turned serious. “I need to check your wound, ok?”
I nodded and slowly rolled to the side. He gripped the waistband of my pants and gently slid them off my hips. He slowly pulled the tape around the gauze and peeled it away from my skin. The cold air hit it and sent a shrill down my leg.
He gasped loud. “Oh my God, Gemma. This is so bad. I’m so fucking sorry.” His voice broke on the last word.
I shoved the memory of his lifeless eyes and his deadly hands ramming into his flesh over and over. We had a lot to work through and I was going to have so much to accept with Cailen but I knew in my heart it was all absolutely worth it because he was worth every price I’d pay and would pay forward. Absolutely.
“It’s only a flesh wound, Cailen, it will heal. I’m just glad it wasn’t my heart because that would have remained broken forever.”
“I swear that nothing will hurt you ever again. That includes me, Gemma. Never again.”
“I know and I’m grateful.” I smiled. “Now I need you to stitch me back up so you can figure out a way to service me. I’m a little pent up.”
He laughed into the pillow. Then we spent the rest of the day making love and promises. Our life was crazy and a little irrational but we were on a track to happiness that I never knew existed. At least not for a bitch like me.
THE END.
Next we hear from Cailen
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