Page 7 of Amaze

“Yes. He’s supposed to call you when he wakes up,” I mentioned.

I had given him instructions to call his mom when he woke up. I knew that she worried herself sick when he was away from her. She explained that he didn’t stay away from home much unless he was at their old neighbor’s house.

Since Galvin’s death, he had only been with her and me. She had every right to worry with her psychotic dad out there lurking, but not when he was with my mom. He was safe there because the boys at the club kept a close surveillance of her place.

“What’s wrong, Maze?” she asked again.

“Just soaking up your love, baby,” I told her, not exactly lying.

Thankfully, my answer sufficed. Wes flashed her heartwarming smile as she touched my face and tiptoed to kiss my lips.

We finished our shower in relative silence before getting out and drying off. I threw back on the jeans and T-shirt that I had tossed on before driving over to see her. I turned to watch her just as she wiggled her ass into a pair of skintight jeans. It was actually ridiculous how quickly I got turned on by her. My dick stiffened in my jeans as I watched her maneuver.

“Lord, please don’t let me fuck anyone up about my wife today.” I prayed aloud as I turned my focus back on putting on my shoes.

She laughed out loud, walking over to stand in front of me. My eyes traveled up the length of her body, slowing at her thick thighs and my personal heaven before moving up to her face. The concern marring her beautiful face puzzled me.

“Do I need to change clothes?” she asked softly, looking down at the floor as she waited for my response.

I sighed as I reached out and pulled her down into my lap. “Hey, look at me,” I said, placing a kiss on the corner of her mouth. “I was just kidding, love bug. You know I don’t care how you dress. I’m sorry, OK. I didn’t mean to upset you.”

I knew after being involved with a tyrant for years, she was emotionally damaged. It was crazy that she was nervous about wearing a simple pair of jeans and a tank top. My biggest regret was not being able to take care of Galvin myself. I would spend the rest of my life healing her if I had to. I was just grateful that God saw fit to give me my wife back. She didn’t respond verbally, only shook her head as she stood and walked over to put on a pair of sneakers.

“That don’t mean I’m not gon’ fuck anybody up for looking. Just so we’re clear.”

“Maze, shut up.” She giggled, making me feel a lot better.

I needed her to know that she was safe now. There was no use in me wasting time telling her when I could show her. I had a lifetime to let her know that she was in good hands now. She was back in my possession where she belonged.

“I’m gonna kill Zachariah,” I blurted.

Her posture stiffened when the words left my mouth, but she didn’t immediately respond. Instead, she finished lacing her shoes and stood to her full height. She looked all over the room but didn’t put her eyes on me. I knew she was nervous and likely trying to figure out what to say. I wanted to give her space to process her feelings, so I didn’t say anything else. I stood andwalked over to her, grabbing her hand and kissing it before leading the way out of the house.

When we made it outside, I walked over to my bike while I waited for Wes to lock up. I released the clip holding the helmet to the bike. She turned to face me and lit up like a Christmas tree when she saw me brandishing a helmet lined in her favorite color for her to wear.

“When did you get that?” she asked, still wearing that wide grin.

“A couple weeks ago,” I told her.

“So, why am I just now getting a ride?” she asked, placing her hands on her hips.

“You never asked for one.”

“Because you were so busy avoiding me like I was a bill collector. I didn’t know how to take you.”

“Just trying to give you space, love bug. I wanted to make sure that you were ready to move forward. It was a struggle for me. I’m sure you can see that after I showed up here in the middle of the night.”

“Yeah, now that you say that, I do.” She smiled.

“Are you mad?”

“No, I was never mad with you, Maze. I was mostly confused. I thought you were having second thoughts about us.”

“Never. Do you hear me?”

“Yes,” she mumbled, nodding slowly.

“You’re my forever, Wes. Don’t ever forget that.”

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