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  She stared at me, "What?"

  I could see she was wondering why I was staring at her and not making a move to devour her.

  "Nothing darlin', you look absolutely...you have no idea what you do to me."

  She giggles and I swear I'm even harder if that's possible. She sits back and now lays against the pillows.

  "I want you to take me, I need you so badly." She leans forward and shrugs the robe off her shoulders letting it rest on her elbows and she leans back.

  I crawl on the bed kissing her from her delicate toes working my way up her body. I can feel her body react with each kiss and her breathing is labored. I squeeze her inner thigh and she jumps a bit. I bypass my favorite place and continue from her navel going up, neglecting my second favorite place and by the time I get to her lips, she's pouting in frustrated agony.

  "Now what's with the face?" I knew, I just wanted to see her squirm and she did. Her hand brushed over her left breast and rested between her legs. She bit her lip as I suspect that she's trying to relieve her own want. I pull her hand and kiss her fingertips, tasting the familiarity of her sweetness on her fingers.

  My naughty, naughty kitten.

  I pull her so she's flat on her back. She's slightly surprised and now her slip was bunched under where her bra would be, leaving me in view of her tiny thong that matched.

  Am I drooling? Because fuck me.

  "You trimmed your beard?" She purrs while tugging, I didn't think she'd notice.

  Touché my sweet Lyric.

  "Just a bit, I'm impressed you noticed."

  "I tug on it constantly of course I would be able to tell. I use it to pull you forward, like now..."

  She does as she says, and I fall forward but rest my weight on my forearms instead of her small frame. She pulls my arms, so my weight does fall on her and she sighs at my full weight on her.

  My face is in between her breasts, the skin so soft, and she smelled like honey with a hint of lavender. I kiss the hollow space between them, she tastes like sunshine. The straps fall to the side giving me access to pull the fabric away from her breasts so I could tease her nipples so deliciously. Take one into my warm mouth while teasing the other.

  "Baby..." She gasps and arches her back; her fingers pull my hair loose from the bun so she can run her fingers through and pull to her heart's content. It makes me growl before I bite down lightly on her nipple causing her to hiss and bend her knees. I switch, making sure each receives the attention it deserves. I don’t think she realizes it but she's more sensitive on one than the other. I've made her come by concentrating on it and twisting the other. Her mewls are getting louder as I make my way south.

  I swear every time she's even sweeter, she is soaked by the time I taste her. Her body responds to me as she twists and turns until I wrap my arms around her hips to keep her in place. "You always try to run, when are you going to stop trying?"

  "It, it feels too good, baby. I'm so sensitive to you...oh, I'm..."

  She grips tighter signaling her climax, so I don't let up until I'm tasting her all over me. My eyes watch hers roll to the back of her head.

  "I hate you, smug bastard."

  I crawl up to her, "There's that firecracker that cussed me out. Funny thing, I don't know if you know but when he smacked your ass and you growled that’s when I knew I was in trouble."

  "And here I thought you didn't even notice until I interfered."

  "Oh, I noticed, because I was staring at your ass when you turned around and walked away myself, but I was there on club business."

  "Some business venture that turned out to be! Almost got yourself killed..."

  I felt her shudder and I kissed her forehead to calm her.

  "I was saved by my guardian angel, a feisty and stubborn one."

  "Excuse me? I'm the stubborn one? Right..."

  I lay my head on her chest as she runs her fingers through my hair. My arms are situated under her arms. We sat in comfortable silence, I listened to her heartbeat until I noticed it pick up. I look up and she smiles, "You're not done yet, that was only the appetizer, I'm ready for the main course."

  I knelt in front of her and slid her legs up and around my waist, the perfect position to plunge into her so deep.

  "Oh!" Her body shudders underneath me as I slide in and out at a snail's pace to build her up. She digs her nails into me, and I feel a jolt that shoots up and down my spine. At that moment, our eyes meet.

  "Aleister...please." She wanted me to take her over the edge and I was more than willing to. I sped up grinding into her and I felt her constrict and pulse around me. I decided to make the decision when she came. I licked the pad of my thumb and pressed it against her clit, moving in fast circles. I watched and felt her get wetter, her breath hitched suddenly. I watched her until I pressed down further, grinding my thumb against the hard nub and she immediately screamed and convulsed around me.

  I pump at a furious speed until I get close and just barely finish on her stomach, I think. I go into the bathroom and get a towel to clean her up.

  She sat up looking at me with this peculiar look on her face.

  "Why do you always do that?"

  "What?"

  "You always make the decision to pull out."

  I could feel that uncertainty creep up and I think she did too.

  RELAPSE

  LYRIC

  He's starting to clam up again.

  Why do I even try? Okay, try to make the situation less awkward.

  "Never mind, it doesn't matter, really." I chuckle to break the tension when I was really swallowing the massive lump of emotion in my throat.

  I had to face facts, it hadn't been that long, and we weren't even official yet. At best, we were friends with benefits and that hurt deep in my heart, even the thought of it was like pulling my heart through a meat grinder.

  I turn over and wrap myself in the blanket trying to will myself to sleep, to avoid the awkwardness.

  He slides in beside me, but doesn't pull me into him, and turns off the light.

  I let the tears fall silently.

  I'd fallen too hard, too fast.

  Hours later:

  You know, it's extremely uncomfortable waking up next to someone who doesn't reciprocate, it's even harder when you think that you're in love with that person. And that person hates love.

  I get it, I do, but as they say ‘the heart wants what it wants…’

  I could barely sleep, I cried silently then my thoughts kept me up, my mind had given me nothing, but negative thoughts and I was in a bad place. Had I been lying on his chest I could have used his heartbeat to soothe my racing thoughts.

  But I didn't and here I am at 5am staring at the man who is unintentionally breaking my heart. A sob broke out before I could muffle it and I ran to the bathroom to drown it out with the sound of running water.

  I sat against the sink cabinet with my knees pulled up and let my world and expectations follow that water, down the drain.

  CUPID

  I relapsed...bad.

  I should have spoken up, but she shut down and I listened to her cry, feeling guilty. No amount of water could drown out her crying.

  I keep fucking up and worse, I keep hurting her. I dress quickly and head out to think. I can’t see her heartbroken face, I just can’t.

  As I storm out Jackal notices my frustration and follows me out, I try to avoid any conversation by walking faster.

  "Hey, Cupid...don't you ignore me, son."

  I exhale loudly and stop right by the barn door. The frustration boils over and I slam my fist against it, hurting myself more than the building. I deserve it, I deserve to feel pain.

  "Hey, what's going on with you? Why are you out here boxing with no gloves? Talk to me."

  His dad-voice emerges to coax me to talk. I still can't face him, he'll know instantly. I let my shoulders slump and the weight of the world crush me.

  "I'm a complete fuckup, boss. I can't even tell her that I like her, t
hat I care for her, that I--"

  He pats my shoulder, "Stop beating yourself up."

  "Why not?! I deserve it! We had such a wonderful night...and I mean an amazing night..."

  "I think we all know that. The walls are thin in the house."

  Embarrassing...

  "Sorry, I couldn't resist. She was in my room in the sexiest little number..."

  He quickly holds up his hand, "No more detail I've come to love her like a daughter."

  "See, even you've fallen for her and can express it. I choked last night, and I listened to her cry and it sounded so much more painful this morning. I'm such a goddamn screw-up! I just need to think."

  "Let's go, then."

  I raise my brow at him as he suits up for the ride.

  "We all know where you go, Eros and it may benefit you to hear another parental opinion. Besides, I haven't visited up there in a while and I can stop by and visit my own angel."

  With no energy to argue, I hop on my girl and we head to the cemetery.

  LYRIC

  I trudge back to Digi’s room to change; I'm done with feeling like this, so I start packing. I know I look a mess, unkempt, bloodshot eyes and tears keep slipping from my eyes.

  I get everything packed and come downstairs. I try to leave without seeing anyone but...

  "Lyric...where are you going?" I spin around to see Cheetah and he sees a wayward tear fall. I wipe it away angrily.

  "I-I'm going to stay at the hotel. Please don't lecture me on how much he cares and all that. I'm tired, my heart can’t take much more."

  The guys all gathered in the room after hearing my raised voice and harsh tone. My heart felt heavy looking at those guys who took me in and kept me safe. I felt loved and protected by them, but I wanted his love in particular.

  "Look, I appreciate everything you guys have done but I can't be here anymore. I need to figure out what's next for me and it's clearly not what I want so I need to think about what's best for me...not who. When the dust has settled come visit me, okay?"

  I just get a room full of silent nods, but Digi is clearly the most heartbroken. I hug him and hand him my information.

  "Don't be a stranger, okay?" He nods and I see the unshed tears. I take my bag and walk out without another word.

  Time to figure out a plan...and drown myself in liquor. I want to forget I ever knew Aleister “Cupid” McElroy.

  UNKNOWN POV

  "So, boss how does this work again? I mean if you only get the money after you kill your kid why didn't you, I don't know, drown him when he was a baby or something, call it an accident?”

  "Easy, my dad would have immediately known. He knows how hungry I am for the inheritance. But now he's in his 70's, he hasn't got the energy to waste. Plus, the kid's mom was still alive and now that she isn’t, I can execute without interference."

  He taps his $500 fountain pen against the antique cherrywood Astoria Grande Makenzie Executive desk in his equally lavish study.

  They had just finished their last job with no hiccups and were brainstorming how to get his inheritance.

  "Once my kid is out of the picture, I'll contact Manuel to make an undetectable poison and take my dad out. Then I get the $35 million to myself...and of course, I'll pay you a service fee IF you can get me the girl."

  "Don't worry, I'll bring her to you and once all is said and done, I'll finally get those pretty lips around my dick." Johnny moans to his sick, perverse thought.

  He swings around in his seat to face Johnny, "And what makes you think I don't want that pretty little thing to myself?"

  LYRIC

  I put myself up in a really nice hotel room for the week, it was the equivalent to a honeymoon suite, but without all the happiness and joy. No, it was just me, myself, and I, oh, and a broken heart. The suite is bigger than my original place. I look around as I drop my bags and sigh. I walk towards the desk in search of the room service menu, all this inner turmoil makes one eat their emotions.

  “Room Service, can I take your order?”

  "Hi, can I get the veggie burger, fries, and a slice of chocolate cake? Room 311, thank you."

  I started running the bath, I was super stressed, tense all around my shoulders and neck. Luckily, it was a jacuzzi tub and with those powerful jets, I would be relaxed in no time, at least physically anyway.

  Twenty minutes later, there's a knock on my door.

  "Room service."

  I open and a young lad pushes the cart in and sets the trays on the kitchen counter. I tip him $20. "Thank you, sir." He nods and leaves me with a delicious dinner but first my bath and this bottle of vodka.

  TOO LATE

  CUPID

  It's beautiful as always up here. Jackal goes to spend some time with Paige, and I visit mom.

  I shake my head, "Boy, you raised a real screw up, mom. I can't even express my emotions like an adult. I don't know how much more she can take, and I don't want to lose her."

  You're stronger than your past, my sweet boy...

  I look around, it sounds like, "Mom?"

  You have to let the pain go, I'm at peace.

  "I don't know if I can, I miss you."

  Open your heart. I'm always with you.

  I looked at her headstone and the wind picked up at the same time, swirling the leaves, freshly cut grass, and floated away. I felt a calm over me.

  Later, gazing out at the lake, Jackal sits beside me. It's hard to look tough sitting on the ground in jeans and leather.

  "Did you get some insight?"

  I look to the sky, "Yeah, nothing like a mother's wisdom."

  He claps my back and we get up to head home.

  Once there, we parked our bikes and headed inside, we found everyone in the living room looking somber until they looked up and I'm confronted.

  "Are you happy now?! She's gone...you broke her heart so much that she left! Why did you take her from me?!?!"

  Digi was always the quiet one, the last person I would expect to be in my face, but he is and he's on the verge of tears when Club pulls him back. I hear my heart break as I realize what he just said, and I look at Blondie for confirmation.

  "She left about an hour and a half ago with her stuff, said she was going to the hotel."

  No... I have to see for myself. I went to my room and sure enough not a trace of her ever being there, then I went to Digi's room and nothing, even the top bunk was made. She was nowhere to be found except the lingering scent of her on my sheets. I stomp back down the stairs, obviously frustrated.

  "Fuck! You have to tell me where she is. Blondie, Club?"

  They shrug their shoulders, "She only gave that specific info to Digi." I grit my teeth because I know he's going to overreact.

  I turn toward him slowly and he starts shaking his head. Now I've got the kid by several inches and at least 100 pounds, I could just manhandle him but he's my brother and I know he's just protecting her.

  Before I can say anything, he bolts upstairs, slams the door and locks it.

  Dammit!

  I pull at my hair while pacing, trying to think, think of what I can do or say.

  "There's only one hotel..." I turn to go after her, but I'm stopped by Cheetah.

  "I saw her this morning and she was really upset, maybe you should give her some time. I know you want to be with her but what she wants is so much more, can you even tell her how you feel?"

  Wow, that hurt. Like a shot to the heart because I didn't even know if I could when the time came. What did I have to offer?

  With all hope gone, I went to my room and spent the night basking in the scent of a girl who deserves much more.

  LYRIC

  I spent some time at the pool today to get out of that room and my inevitable funk. I am glad I did have a simple two-piece black bikini. I bought one of those big floppy hats and a trashy romance mystery novel to read as I was sunbathing.

  I found myself envious of the passersby who were just here for a pit stop on their way home or to a
dream destination they've always wanted to go to. Maybe they were headed to the sand dunes in California, or up north to wine country, or a lengthy trip to Colorado to go skiing, the possibilities were endless. Those possibilities pass my mind obsessively now, with the money I could start over anywhere I want.

  I set my book down and lay my head back and rest as the sun warms my skin giving me that sun-kissed glow I needed.

  I order a Mai Tai and sigh deeply as I enjoy the tropical-like environment, it's my version of the beach and after all I've been through, I'll take even this version of it.

  "Lyric? Is that you?"