Page 66 of Mending Me
“I love you, Bailey Brown. More than anything or anyone I have ever loved before. I love you like I love my country and I fought for it for eleven years. I would fight for you for a hundred years and then a hundred years more. Please, let me fight for you for a hundred years.”
“Hank.” Her hand was on my cheek and tears welled in her eyes. She leaned forward on the couch until our foreheads touched. A tear fell from her face and landed on the back of her hand which I brought to my lips and kissed away. “I don’t want you to fight for me, I want you to fight with me.”
I pulled away to look her in the eyes and her gaze was full of hope. “You…what?”
“I want you to fightwith me, not for me. This is a fight I need to fight for myself, and you’ve already done too much. But I know I won’t be able to fight it alone, so I’m asking that you stand next to me in it. To be there while I take on the sick bastard who stole a piece of me and work to get that piece of myself back. What do you say?”
Unable to contain my excitement and pride, I lunged at her and tackled her on the couch. She started laughing as I wrapped my arms around her and breathed her in deeply. Holding her under me, I could feel the hole inside me start to fill again. Just having her close helped me to feel whole again.
“I’m so proud of you, mi hermosa?1,” I hummed into her ear as I started to sprinkle kisses against her neck. She hummed softly from under me and wrapped her arms around my back, digging her nails into my back as I gently nipped at her earlobe.
“Thank you for making me brave enough to do this. If it weren’t for knowing you, I don’t think I’d be able to do it.” Her eyes shined up at me from where she lay and I brushed a stray piece of her golden hair out of her face.
“I did nothing, this is all you. And I can’t wait to stand next to you and fight this fightwithyou.” I moved my leg to hold myselfup so I wasn’t lying completely on top of her but as I moved, my dick gave away just how much I had missed her the last few days. When my hips pressed into her, she smiled as she discovered how badly I wanted her.
“Mmm, did you miss me?” she cooed into my ear, bucking her hips up towards mine as her lips pulled into a coy smile.
“More than you know,” I hummed.
“Hey, Hank?”
“Yeah, Bailey?”
“Make me yours.”
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BAILEY
Irolled over and opened my eyes to find a pair of sleepy dark brown ones peering back at me. My lips pulled into a smile to match Hank’s as we laid next to one another in his bed. His strong arm reached to pull the comforter over my exposed midsection after it had fallen free in the night. The way he carried me from the couch to his bedroom last night was something I was silently hoping he would want to do forever. Hoping he would want me like this, forever.
When I came over last night I hadn’t planned on sleeping with him, only to talk to him about how I wanted to move forward with legal action. When I saw him though, my body reacted in a way that I couldn’t deny or hold myself back from acting on. Looking at him now, lying across from me on his mattress, I wanted nothing more than to be able to wake up to this view every day.
“Good morning, hermosa?1.”
“Good morning.” He leaned in and pressed his soft lips to my shoulder, sending a ripple of electricity down my spine. Thisman had a way of completely undoing me with the smallest gestures and I loved him for it.
“How’d you sleep?” His strong hand found my cheek and ran his thumb back and forth on it. Thinking about it, I realized I had slept better than I have in days. Ever since I asked him to leave my apartment last week, I hadn’t slept through the night. My bed felt abnormally cold and empty without him next to me. But last night I had slept like a rock. Maybe it was the orgasms he pulled from me, maybe it was just his mere presence. Either way, I felt fully rested for the first time in almost a week.
“Pretty good,” I cooed, scooching closer to him as he welcomed me into his arms. “How’d you sleep?”
“I slept like I knew I had my girl back,” he spoke into my hair before kissing me on top of my head. The gesture sent another wave of electricity down my back and I squeezed my thighs together under the sheets. “So, have you thought about your next steps?”
“Well,” I started, knowing he was talking about my plan to try and get justice against the man who attacked me. “I know I want to try and take some kind of legal action but I don’t really know what my options are. I guess my first step is to try and find a lawyer.” Thinking about it, I didn’t really have a clue on where to start, but finding a lawyer seemed like the best first step to take.
“I’m sure Kolbi can connect you with someone. If you want, of course,” he quickly added before looking down at me. “You don’t have to have him in this anymore if you don’t want but I know that?—”
“Hank, breathe,” I assured him. “If you think he has a way to help, I want him to. I would actually really appreciate it because I have no idea where to start with any of this. I just know that I want to fight this fight.”
I’d spent the last five days thinking about what he told me he found and how he’d found it. While I was hurt that he sharedmy secret, I realized that it was for good reason. He’d only been trying to help me mend from old wounds and it wasn’t right for me to try and use that against him. If he and Kolbi had found something that would be helpful, and he thought I had a fair chance at winning, I wanted to take it.
“I’m in this fight with you, all the way,” he promised.
“I know you are, but right now I want you in other places,” I hummed, rolling myself on top of him. His dick reacted to me instantly as I laid myself on top of him.
“Is that so?” he played, raising an eyebrow at me as his hands cupped my bare ass under the sheets. We had fallen asleep before replacing our clothing but the decision seemed to be working out in our favor.
