Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 105398 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 527(@200wpm)___ 422(@250wpm)___ 351(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 105398 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 527(@200wpm)___ 422(@250wpm)___ 351(@300wpm)
I left my stepfather’s home and never looked back. My mom came to me every time I had leave. She would spend the two weeks with me, or sometimes even the rare month at the location where I was stationed.
Her last visit I knew something was wrong as soon as I saw her. She waited to tell me until I was home that she had cancer. The same type of cancer that took my dad. Lung cancer. Besides, what was ironic was that neither one of them smoked a day in their lives. They both were extremely healthy. We ate right, and we were very active outdoors. My dad worked as the supervisor for a local construction business, he was in peak shape at forty-two. My mom was also active. She was a server at the local diner, on her feet for hours a day; she was also in great shape at forty-eight. It was just a cosmic joke that they both died of the same thing, and were never exposed to it. Just another fucked up thing that happened to the people I loved most in this world.
Ember shifting on top of me brought me back from my wanderings. A quick glance at the clock showed that it was now five in the morning. Good enough that I could workout.
I slowly eased out from under Ember and stood. Adjusting myself in my god-awful pajama pants, I pulled the covers just to the top of her hips so I didn't agitate the wound on her back.
Spinning on my heels, I went to the closet and located my tennis shoes on the floor, grabbed a pair of running shorts from the shelf along with a pair of socks and exited the bedroom. Something needed to be worked out, and it was obvious to me that I wasn’t going to be getting what I really wanted. Treadmill here I come.
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An hour and seven miles later, I was dripping sweat, and just climbing off the treadmill when Ember came into the room. She was adorable. Long hair tumbling down her shoulders, nearly to her hips. It looked like she just rolled out of bed, and didn’t bother combing it in any fashion. The t-shirt was hanging off of one shoulder. Still no pants, but the shirt came just to the top of her knees, so nothing good was showing. She was rubbing her face with her hands and yawning.
“You can go back to bed, there was no reason you needed to get up so early.” I said to her.
She continued to yawn, but spoke anyway, “I have to be at work in thirty minutes.”
“I already called the director for you. They know what happened last night, and want you to take a week or two off work. Pending until you are more comfortable and your stitches are out.” I said.
“Dammit, Gabe.” She said exasperated. “You had no right, I would’ve been okay!”
“I know you would have been good, but I also wanted them to address the security issue they have there. They won’t have the cameras set up for another week. Therefore, it gives you a little time to heal. I also want to teach you some basic self-defense, just in case you run into this problem again.”
“I don’t think I am up for anything to physical right now. My back is throbbing like a bitch, and the pain medication doesn’t seem to be helping at all.” She said.
“That’s understandable. They only gave you what amounts to extra strength Motrin. It probably won’t do much but take the edge off.” I said.
“Well doesn’t that just blow? I am nearly raped, my back is sliced from shoulders to ass, and all they can give me is a fucking Motrin? What the fuck. I think I deserve the good shit.” She said testily.
Rage started burning in my belly again at the flippant way she’d just said she was almost raped. Surely, she was taking this too easily.
“Don’t make light of this, Ember. You could have been seriously injured, or even killed. You were a very lucky person last night. I got a message from Luke not even ten minutes ago saying that they think this is gang related, and they need your statement as soon as you are ready to give it.” I said.
“I’m not making light of this, Gabriel. I’m just trying to blow some steam. I know what could’ve happened; I know that I was lucky. I just want everything to go back to normal and to not think about it anymore. It didn’t happen, so let’s not dwell on this anymore. I’ll go give a statement as soon as you can get me down there. But we better hurry because Cheyenne won’t wait very much longer before she’s all up my ass.”
“Alright, let’s get going then. You aren’t allowed to take a shower as per doctor’s orders. I have some of your clothes still here from when you changed here a while back. I’ll set them out on the bed, and you get changed while I am in the shower.” I ordered.
With that, I left the room, and headed for my bedroom closet. I pulled her clothes off the shelf at the top of the closet and tossed them onto the bed before heading into the bathroom. Once in the shower I soaped and rinsed. Palming my erection, I ran the soap over it, and then stopped. What if she heard me? That only made me hotter though. It wouldn’t bother me a bit to have Ember join me in here. I would totally welcome it. Only wanting one woman put a damper on my sex life. I tried being with someone around six months ago, but I wasn’t able to get it up, she just wasn’t Ember. It was incredibly embarrassing, and the look on the other woman’s face made me never try again.
Having only a door in between Ember and me was torture. Seeing her wearing my shirt set off something primal inside of me, and made me wish for things I’ve never had before. Deciding that a door and the shower were loud enough to balance out the sounds, I took my erection in hand again and gave it a rough tug. Reaching down with the other hand, I ran it over my balls, tugging on the sac lightly. Shutting my eyes firmly, and working up a good rhythm, I didn’t notice the door crack open. Nor did I notice Ember peak her head in, and her eyes widen. Squeezing my balls a little tighter, I started crudely yanking on my dick. Lightening shot up my spine, and I groaned Ember’s name quietly, shooting my semen all over the glass enclosure of the shower.