Page 56 of The Aftermath

“I love dresses. Dad said I’m a girly girl. Are you a girly girl?” I laugh.

“I am. I love dresses, too.” I hear her mom call to her, and she looks over her shoulder before looking back up at me.

“I have to leave. Fred probably misses me anyway. He kinda freaks out when I’m not there when it’s dark out. He hates the dark.”

“Well, then you should go so he isn’t scared anymore.”

“Do you think I can talk to you again? You’re nice to talk to,” she asks, beaming up at me.

“I’d love that. Just ask your mom first,” I tell her. She nods her head and finally releases my hand just to hug my legs. My heart melts inside of me. I want to hold onto her forever, but she has a family now. A good family.

“Bye, Angel!” She yells as she runs back up the beach to her mom. They give me a wave when Silas says something to them. The men shake hands before he turns and walks toward me. I can’t stop myself. I take off running, throwing myself into his arms. He catches me and pulls me close.

“Are you okay?”

“I’m better than okay, Silas. I love you.”

“I love you too, my little Angel. Now, are you ready to get dirty?”

“What do you mean?” He lifts me up and then takes me to the ground, pressing me into the sand.

“Now that there are no kids around, I figured I could fuck you on this beach.”

And that is the man I love more than anything.