After I take Marissa out and buy her a few new things, she feels so much better and smiles from ear to ear.  It helps me get Brad off my mind for a little while and then when we get back I wait for him.   In the middle of the afternoon, he finally gets home.  Sitting on the couch watching T.V., I notice that when he strolls in, he acts like nothing has happened.  Carrying in a few plastic bags from the grocery store and wearing a huge smile on his face, he looks really good I have to admit.  I sit up and watch him. Standing up and yawning, I approach before he can reach his bedroom and stop him in his tracks.  Staring into his eyes, I ask,  "Brad, who was the woman you had in your room?" Cocking my head, while watching his smile disappear and his face scrunching up into an angry scowl, I wait for an answer.  He lets go of the bags and grabs ahold of me, slamming me against the wall.  One hand on my neck, the o

Sitting down on Dean's couch, I wait patiently for Sam to make dinner while Dean takes a shower.  I don't quite know what to do with myself until Dean walks out of the bathroom with a towel on, looking hot as hell.  This is actually the first time I have seen his biceps and pecks that only peeked out of his shirts before. Looking like a god straight out of Olympus, he glances at me and winks.  Motioning for me to come to him, I stand up quickly and practically run over to where he is standing.  I look up and wait for him to say something.  Demanding more than asking, "You want to see what I have under this towel for you?" He smirks and after checking to make sure Sam is still in the kitchen, he unwraps his towel.  Staring at me proudly, he shows off his rock hard erection and then covers back up before anyone else sees him.  Laughing, he runs his hand through his hair and asks, "So, do you want to be dessert?" Lickin

I manage to escape the house without Brad noticing and run to the stable.  Hoping that Dean is there, I look all over for him but don't see him anywhere.  Strolling over to Nelly, I brush her down and rub her nose.  When she snorts, I produce an apple from my pocket to give her.   Before I am able to give it to her, I feel hands circling my hips and turning me around.  Ready for a fight, I tighten my fists and put them up to hit Brad if necessary, but he isn't the one with a grip on me.  Instead, I am face to face with Dean.  Or I should say, face to chest. Tilting my chin up, I stare into his eyes as he leans down to kiss me.  His grip on my waist tightening and raising me up, so I can wrap my legs around his.  Once my legs are crossed behind his back, he lowers his hands to my butt and leans me up against the wall of the stall.   Rubbing his nose on mine, he snickers and nods his head at Nelly.&nbs

Deciding to go to a completely different bar down the street, we park in the back so Brad won't find us.  On the way, I call the hotel and pay for three rooms for the night.  Nicole snores like a bear and Nora is such a light sleeper, she would never be able to go to work tomorrow if I didn't.Stepping inside, I know this was the right choice.  Hearing my favorite song, I take it as a good sign and relax for the first time in several days.  Both Nicole and Nora seem to be happy that I have relaxed, because the next thing I know they have grabbed drinks and are sitting at the table waiting for me to get mine and join them.Watching the bartender make it, I glance around the room at everyone and see someone very familiar sitting in the corner.  Sam is at a table with another woman a little older than her and she is sucking down drink after drink.  I get the feeling that they have known each other for a very long time and decide not to say hi

A few minutes later, Brad slams the door shut behind him and follows me into the kitchen.  I turn around to face him wild eyed and ready for a fight.  Having enough of all of this, I simply don't care any more about deceiving him and want to get it all out into the open.   Before he can speak, I say coldly, "You don't have a right to say anything to me!  The minute we got married you ignored me and treated me like I was a stranger in my own home.  Till you start actually acting like my husband and not my captor, I refuse to even listen to your bullshit."  I turn away from him to pour a cup of coffee when he grabs my arm painfully and forcefully turns me around. Staring into his eyes, I can tell that he is at the edge and if I don't watch it, I may end up getting hurt before this day is done.  Calming down, I try to back away but he won't let go of his grip on me.  Looking down at his knuckles, I see the white skin forming