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Authors: A. C. Bextor
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kami. Damn it. Ace is looking over every inch of me, top to bottom. Of course he is. Men can be such single-minded pigs.
I reach to grab Patrick from him, but he turns his body away. “Sleep Sadey, I’m here. You have a nightmare, wake me. If Patrick wakes, I got him. You could use sleep. You never had bags under your eyes before. You’re eye lids are puffy, too. Bug, you’re tired. Let me help while I’m here.”
“Um , Ace, I appreciate you coming all the way over and all. I can’t say I appreciate the jabs about my eyes and face being puffy and said baggage under my eyes, but you can go. I’ve been doing this by myself….” I’m cutoff.
“For too fuckin’ long. That’s what you’ve been doing. You’ve been living here with Patrick, doing this by yourself too fuckin’ long, Sadey. When someone offers help, you take the help. Jesus, you haven’t changed, have you?”
He lifts Patrick , putting him in position to be fed, “Look, bug, he likes me. Go on and rest awhile. If it makes you feel better, sleep in here or I can sleep in your room, above the covers, of course, but either way, I will wake you if needed. I’m not leaving tonight, so you arguing is only delaying your sleep.”
Ace has the bottle in Patrick’s mouth and I don’t have the heart to remind him that Hem is in that boy. His blood is Hem’s blood…offer food, he’s your best friend. Try giving him a bath, pal, his disposition quickly changes.
I don’t want to tell Ace I can’t sleep without Patrick in my bed or at least in my room with me. I know telling him that lends him an opportunity to put a spotlight on my nightmares that big-mouth Mace told him about.
“I’m alright. You can go. I promise if I need anything I will call you.”
He walks and gives Patrick back to me, pulls my neck so I’m forced into him. He leans his forehead to mine, “Why don’t you ever listen? What about this scenario isn’t clear in that head of yours?”
Once he releases me he sits down on the couch. I’m standing over him with my son in my arms and Ace is looking up at me. Without processing what I’m doing, I’m staring down at him, lost in memories of how he and I used to be together.
I can’t get over how much I’ve missed his presence. He fits in my life and I don’t want him to leave again. Coming out of my own head, I feel his hand on my thigh, moving up and down. His forearms have even changed. Ace was never a small person, but damn if he isn’t biker-hot and huge now.
“Ace … what are you…” The feel of his touch causes me to lose my words.
“Shhh, I’m staying. You need a friend, Sadey. I can see this. You’re all over the place. It’s never been like you to take your anger out on other people. Even the night that Mace found us in your car, she scolded us like kids, remember? You tried to stay calm, until she wouldn’t let you stay calm anymore after she put your ‘V card’ status out on display. She was so fuckin’ pissed at me that night. She really thought all that was my idea.”
He chuckles to himself as he remembers the night he found out I was still a virgin. My memory of that night doesn’t mirror his. We remember the same night, that’s for certain, but for very different reasons.
I smile wide at Ace because, yes, that night was my first time being with a man, but it was with Hem, not him. He was gentle as we made love, before and after.
Jesus, ten minutes ago I was taking my son to bed with me after feeding him. Now, I’m being pursued by the past.
“ No, Sadey Girl. I’m never leaving you again .” Hem’s words from that night haunt me suddenly. I feel my chest get tight and my eyes water.
Turning my back to Ace , I start walking down the hall, taking Patrick to bed with me. “Sleep here then …Couch is yours. See you in the morning.”
“Bug, wait.” He starts up from the couch and come to me, but I don’t want to be near him right now. I have my son in my arms and I just want to
I reach to grab Patrick from him, but he turns his body away. “Sleep Sadey, I’m here. You have a nightmare, wake me. If Patrick wakes, I got him. You could use sleep. You never had bags under your eyes before. You’re eye lids are puffy, too. Bug, you’re tired. Let me help while I’m here.”
“Um , Ace, I appreciate you coming all the way over and all. I can’t say I appreciate the jabs about my eyes and face being puffy and said baggage under my eyes, but you can go. I’ve been doing this by myself….” I’m cutoff.
“For too fuckin’ long. That’s what you’ve been doing. You’ve been living here with Patrick, doing this by yourself too fuckin’ long, Sadey. When someone offers help, you take the help. Jesus, you haven’t changed, have you?”
He lifts Patrick , putting him in position to be fed, “Look, bug, he likes me. Go on and rest awhile. If it makes you feel better, sleep in here or I can sleep in your room, above the covers, of course, but either way, I will wake you if needed. I’m not leaving tonight, so you arguing is only delaying your sleep.”
Ace has the bottle in Patrick’s mouth and I don’t have the heart to remind him that Hem is in that boy. His blood is Hem’s blood…offer food, he’s your best friend. Try giving him a bath, pal, his disposition quickly changes.
I don’t want to tell Ace I can’t sleep without Patrick in my bed or at least in my room with me. I know telling him that lends him an opportunity to put a spotlight on my nightmares that big-mouth Mace told him about.
“I’m alright. You can go. I promise if I need anything I will call you.”
He walks and gives Patrick back to me, pulls my neck so I’m forced into him. He leans his forehead to mine, “Why don’t you ever listen? What about this scenario isn’t clear in that head of yours?”
Once he releases me he sits down on the couch. I’m standing over him with my son in my arms and Ace is looking up at me. Without processing what I’m doing, I’m staring down at him, lost in memories of how he and I used to be together.
I can’t get over how much I’ve missed his presence. He fits in my life and I don’t want him to leave again. Coming out of my own head, I feel his hand on my thigh, moving up and down. His forearms have even changed. Ace was never a small person, but damn if he isn’t biker-hot and huge now.
“Ace … what are you…” The feel of his touch causes me to lose my words.
“Shhh, I’m staying. You need a friend, Sadey. I can see this. You’re all over the place. It’s never been like you to take your anger out on other people. Even the night that Mace found us in your car, she scolded us like kids, remember? You tried to stay calm, until she wouldn’t let you stay calm anymore after she put your ‘V card’ status out on display. She was so fuckin’ pissed at me that night. She really thought all that was my idea.”
He chuckles to himself as he remembers the night he found out I was still a virgin. My memory of that night doesn’t mirror his. We remember the same night, that’s for certain, but for very different reasons.
I smile wide at Ace because, yes, that night was my first time being with a man, but it was with Hem, not him. He was gentle as we made love, before and after.
Jesus, ten minutes ago I was taking my son to bed with me after feeding him. Now, I’m being pursued by the past.
“ No, Sadey Girl. I’m never leaving you again .” Hem’s words from that night haunt me suddenly. I feel my chest get tight and my eyes water.
Turning my back to Ace , I start walking down the hall, taking Patrick to bed with me. “Sleep here then …Couch is yours. See you in the morning.”
“Bug, wait.” He starts up from the couch and come to me, but I don’t want to be near him right now. I have my son in my arms and I just want to
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