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“Really? I never thought you would need validation.”

“I don’t, just want to hear you say it. So?”

“I am not going to feed your prurient desire.”

“Indulge me.”

“No. Give me the brush.”

He had resumed brushing her curls, gray eyes meeting hers in the mirror, a gloating expression on his handsome face.

“Shall I tell you?”

“I don’t want to hear.”

“I am going to say it anyway.” Putting aside the brush, he placed his hands on her shoulders and started to massage the flesh. “From the catchy sounds you make when I am inside you, I would say that I give you the utmost pleasure. When you come, you are unhinged and flying. Unanchored.” His voice had deepened.

“When I suckle your nipples, you call out my name in the breathy way of yours. My mouth on your intimate part, drives you into near oblivion. How am I doing so far?”

“Please stop!” she whispered.

His hand had descended into her robe, fingers sliding over her tight nipples. “And you are always ready for me. I think that if I am to touch you down there it would be to find you soaking wet and ready to accommodate me.”

“Gary.” She had leaned back against his chest weakly, her flesh hot and clammy with sweat.

He had lifted her off the stool just then and wrapped her legs around his waist.

A ragged sigh escaped her, and she felt the painful ache of her nipples. He had made love to her by placing her on the side of the bed, hitching her feet on his chest and sliding into her slowly. It had been excruciating, the pleasure so much that she had climaxed as soon as he slid into her.

“Gary…,” she whispered, clamping the pillow between her throbbing thighs. “Oh Gary.”

*****

Sadie looked up when the bell jingled to see her mother walking in slowly. “I am so happy you’re here mom. I thought you were going to the library. I have…”

“Have you seen the news?”

“News? What news?”

Closing the door behind her, she turned the sign to close.

“Mom, what are you doing? It’s barely 10:00 am!”

“Check your phone.”

“Okay,” Picking up the device, she clicked on it and saw it in glaring red letters. “Oh God! Oh my God!” Her body started to crumble, and she had to grip the tiled surface of the counter.

“Oh my God!” She had no idea when her mother came rushing behind the counter to support her. “He was shot. Oh God, someone shot him.” Her breath heaved and she felt the place tilting crazily. “Mom, he was shot.”

“Come on, honey.” Curving a hand around her waist, Sharon led her from behind the counter towards the sofa and pushed her down gently. “He was shot in broad daylight. At the site.” She blinked the tears away so she could read it.

“They caught the person. He was shot in the back and is in intensive care. Mom!” She gripped her mother’s hand. “I need – I need to go to him.”

“This happened last night. I need to … His uncle. I need to speak to him.”

“Let me get the number for the corporate office.”

“No.” Sadie shook her head wildly. “He wouldn’t be there. He will be at the hospital. Which one…?”