“Lobo! Come here.” I shout and then whistle. He growls at the other dog and crouches lower, never taking his eyes off of it, while ignoring me. I continue to hurry over to them and as I get closer the other dog becomes increasingly aggressive. Looking around I cannot seem to pick out its owner and I worry that it is a stray. Lobo growls and the other dog also growls before lunging toward him, but he dodges and snaps his jaws at its paw. Then all hell breaks loose as both dogs begin to fight. People closest to us grab their dogs and scatter screaming. Everyone else, wanting, to get as far away from the fight but no one was willing to help me to stop them. I fear for Lobo as I don’t want him to get injured or catch a disease from this other dog, but I also don’t want to get bitten while trying to separate them. Desperately I look around for something to help me get between them safely when I spot a large thick stick on the ground. Picking it up I test it once then run toward the two
I’m in shock. I barely feel the pain from after her hand impacted my face anymore. Grant is quiet next to me as we drive back but I can feel he is livid on my behalf and yet he is confused because I claimed not to know her. The truth is, I did know her but now I don’t know what to think and the more I think about what happened the more confused I become. I don’t remember falling asleep but when I awake, I find myself on the bed in Grant’s bedroom. I stand and walk into the bathroom, looking in the mirror to inspect the damage. Horror fills me as I see a perfect handprint still visible on my cheek from where she struck me so hard. I gingerly press my fingers to the area and wince at the sting before I hear a whimper behind me. Looking around I spot Lobo watching close by and smile at him. “Hey boy. Come here.” He walks forward into my embrace, and I cuddle into his fur. “Thank you. You came to defend me from the mean lady, and I love you for that. Of course, Grant came too didn’
“Well, Miranda, is my mother’s name and also the name that woman uses so I’m a little unsure there, but something tells me that Miranda, really is my mother. My dad is Henry but I’m not sure what my real surname is as Grey is what 'fake' mother told me my name was, but she changed hers to match Terry.” “Were you at their wedding?” I frown thinking about it and then shake my head. “No, I asked once, and she told me that she met and married him while I was in a coma after the accident. She never told me how long I was in the coma though.” “The more I hear the less I like the amount of pain you have had to suffer through, Angel.” I squeeze his hand reassuringly and he smiles, but it doesn’t reach his eyes, so I sigh and stand. “Okay enough of the heavy topics. Let's have something to eat.” He nods and then it seems he remembers something. “How do you feel about asking your colleagues to join us for a meal out soon? I would also invite Ellis, and maybe, Jack, is it? Maybe he can b
Listening to her talk to her friends and seeing her face brighten I felt the urge to treat her and through her, her friend too. I want her to feel good and I hope that getting to buy a nice outfit for the meal will be a step towards that. After dinner Angel follows me to the office where I take down both Anya and Jacks’s contact details along with Anya’s home address that she sent to Angela immediately after the call finished. “I need to work for a little longer, I am sorry Angel.” “Oh, don’t worry, I don’t want to get in the way. Would it be alright for me to watch some tv?” “Of course. Do whatever you want, I will join you as soon as I can.” She pecks me on the cheek and then leaves me to work. I begin by calling Ellis and he picks up on the second ring. “You really need to get a woman Ellis.” “What?” “Do you ever stop working?” “No, because you are always working and even when
His words released something within me that was keeping me from opening up to him. Through the course of a few days, he has seen all of my worst sides and learned about every dark secret I hold within and still he is here. I can see in his eyes how much he cares for me already and seeing that, makes me want to give him the trust, that will allow me to be with him properly. I don’t know how relationships work normally, how long is considered a long enough time before a person gives themselves fully to another, but at this moment, I feel ready to do just that. I feel him harden below me as I press myself closer and the sensation of his hands brushing the skin on my waist is driving me crazy. I pour everything into my kiss, wanting him to know just how much I need him, nothing else, just him. As the kiss becomes more passionate his grip intensifies to an almost painful level, but I love it, the rawness of it is exactly what I need. I don’t want morals or sensible thought to get in t
I lay beneath him panting still trying to regain my senses after such an intense experience. Grant is breathing hard too and we are both a sweaty mess. He lets go of my legs and they flop down heavily on either side of him as he leans down to caress my cheek. “Hey, are you okay?” “Mmmm, yeah.” I mumble out to him as my energy begins to drain from me. He chuckles and kisses me gently on the lips before leaning back again. “This may hurt a little.” I open my eyes and wince as I see and feel him pull himself from me. “Will that happen every time?” He gazes down at me. “What, baby?” “The pain.” He makes a face crossed between regret and pain but then smiles at me again. “No Angel, it’s only the first time, it gets better the more you practice.” With that said he winks and stands to walk into the bathroom. I lay limply listening to the sound of running water as my eyes droop, but before I know it, he is back and carrying a washcloth. “Here, let me clean you up a little before I
I feel like a complete asshole and talking with Angela about this after such a wonderful night with her makes me feel even worse. My heart is in my throat as I wait for her to speak. I told her the truth; I don’t just want to flaunt her to get back at my ex. I want to show the world what a wonderful woman she is and how blessed I am that she has chosen to stand by my side. Pissing my ex off will just be an added bonus on top since she had no issues flaunting her new relationship and stomping over my dignity. “I would be honoured to stand by your side Grant.” My head snaps up and I stare at her in shock at her words. The gentle expression on her face as she smiles back at me makes my walls crack, I don’t deserve this woman. Reaching out I pull her towards me and rest my forehead on her stomach wrapping my arms around her, holding her tightly. She gently caresses my hair with her hands, and I sigh as my tension lowers a bit. “Thank you, Angel. I don’t
That kiss left me dazed for a moment before I was able to recollect myself and walk down to the car. The driver opened the door for me, and I slid in only to be engulfed in a hug as soon as the door closed. “Oh my god, that was so hot! You have got to tell me everything!” I chuckle as I pull away from Anya both of us smiling, I see a glimmer in her eyes that makes me blush thinking about what she will say. “Actually, on second thought wait until we get to the mall. Better to only have to talk about it once instead of repeating yourself.” “What?” She simply smiles but I can tell she is up to something. “Anya, what are you up to?” “Relax, today is a day for fun and friends. I still can’t believe I am friends with someone that is dating someone so rich, and he has invited me along as part of a group out for dinner.” I chuckle at her as she gushes, I may not put much importance on money, but I understand that not everyone shares my views. I’m just happy to see my friend happy. Bef