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“Shut the fuck up,”I tell him, but they all know that my heart is bursting with the love that I have for this woman.
Doc chuckles but Xander remains silent. He’s been watching through my eyes non-stop since we found her in the bathroom. I can feel my routine with Sophia getting easy but Xander is weary that another threat lurks around the corner.
“Hey Sophie, come swim with me,” Knox yells out.
With a smile, she stands and heads towards the pull removing her swimsuit cover along the way.
So. Fucking. Beautiful.
Chapter Twenty
Sophia
“You do know that I’m aching for you, right?
“What do you mean aching?”
“I mean, I want to lay you down on my bed, completely naked, so that I can admire your beautiful creamy body. Then I want to spread those sexy legs and eat your pussy until I’m no longer starving. Because I am, baby. I’m fucking ravenous and only your pussy will be able to sustain me. Then, I want your mouth on my dick, getting me nice and wet while I prepare your pussy for it. Only when you’re nice and ready, will I remove my dick from your mouth and sink deep inside of your warmth.”
I’m sitting at UNITY as my mind replays the conversation I had with Travis after we got home last night.
The images from his very thorough description haven’t left my brain. I’m not that I want it to. He told me that he was afraid anything he did would trigger me into remembering my own rape. But I don’t think it will. Call me a psychopath all you want but the rape was the part of my capture that was the easiest to not think about.
Don’t get me wrong. It was scary and thinking about it does cause my anxiety. But, Cellbock X, the Punisher, the Doctor. Those are the subjects that live rent-free in my head.
And my baby. The baby I’ll never get to see or hold. Right now, she would be almost eight months old.
“I’ll have someone check in about once a day,” the man standing on the other side of the counter says. “She has everything she needs and if something comes up just let her caseworker know and we’ll get it out to her as fast as possible.”
“No problem,” I smile.
But there is a problem. A huge problem. The person in witness protection is a young girl. And when I sayyounggirl, I mean she’s eight years old.
“Actually, I do have a question,” I admit. “She’s so young. Wouldn’t it be safer if you put her with a family? This place isn’t for children who are on their own.”
“The Mayor said that you gave your okay for her to be here,” he tells me.
“That’s true,” I nod. “But I’m just wondering if this is the safest place for her. At night, the only staff here are the security team. That girl needs parents to look out for her.”
“She’s perfectly fine here,” he says. “Her door is locked at night and she knows the rules. She won’t get in the way or cause you any problems.”
“I wasn’t worried about her causing problems,” I say harshly. “I was worried about her well-being.
“Her well-being is the concern of WP. You just do your job and your company will receive a generous donation.”
With that, he turns and walks away.
What in the world am I going to do now? I can’t leave this poor girl in this building on her own each night. She’s in a room in the women’s section and John has this place extremely secure. Even more so since Sally was able to sneak out without alerting a single camera.
The girl will be safe here. But she’s still a little girl. I’m going to have to talk to Cady to see if she will take turns doing overnight shifts with me until this poor girl can go back home.
If she’s able to go back home.
“Do we have a head count for dinner tonight, boss?”
“The community room will most likely be full tonight because there’s a storm rolling in,” I tell cook Donna. “We have fifteen women and eight men.”
“Alright,” she says. “Do we have any babies or toddlers? We’re having chili tonight and I don’t think any toddler is going to want that. I’ll make them peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.”