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“Again,” I moan, begging for more.

He tightens his grip on the back of my neck and begins pounding into me, abandoning all restraint.

I steady myself against the wall, and when I start to feel myself getting closer I buck back against him, intensifying each thrust.

“Fuck, Graham. I can’t hold it any longer,” I pant.

“Let go, baby.” His other hand reaches around my front, playing with my clit, and I fall over the edge with his name on my lips, and he falls after me with my name on his.

My eyes roll to the back of my head, and I see stars. My arms give out on me, and I press my cheek on the cool tile as we each ride out the last strokes of our orgasm.

“Damn, Win,” he pulls out of me and turns me around to face him. “You are everything to me.”

My heart swells in my chest, and I can feel the rush of happy tears threaten to fall. My hands find his face and give him a kiss full of love and passion. How can one person make me feel so alive? With him I feel so confident, so beautiful, and adored unconditionally.

We stay in the shower for a moment, just letting the hot water run over us. I want to stay here forever, but unfortunately we have to get out and he has to go into work. I don’t know how he did it this morning. The need to hold him here with me is so strong.

I watch him as he puts on his uniform. He looks so sexy in it. I just want to handcuff him to the bed and keep him here.

“What are you thinking about? You have this mischievous look on your face,” he chuckles.

“Just plotting to find a way to keep you here with me tonight.” I bite my lower lip and think of all the fun possibilities.

“Don’t you get any ideas, buttercup,” he finishes the last button on his top and then puts on his bulletproof vest.

“Ugh, but you just look so good. I can’t help it, it’s your fault, really. I mean no one should look this good in a uniform.” I tug on his belt, bringing him closer. “I think I will have to make a citizen’s arrest.”

“I wish, but I’m running late. This time I get to blame you.” He taps my nose and I snicker.

“Blame yourself. No one should look this good.” I look him up and down and give him a wicked smile letting him know I’m thinking something dirty.

“You’re going to be the death of me.” Graham kisses my forehead, and we head downstairs. He grabs his phone and keys, and we walk out together. It takes a good five minutes for us to say our goodbyes, but I finally let him go and he heads off to work.

Once in my apartment, I get a quick dinner started and plop down on my couch with some spaghetti and turn on the TV. Halfway into my dinner, there is a knock at my door. I check my phone. No one has texted saying they are stopping by.

Another knock comes. I head to the door, a little apprehensive. I check the peephole, and the very last person I suspected is on the other side.

Chapter 21

Winry

Graham’smotherfacesme.I don’t even know what to say to her.

“Hi, Ms. Taylor…Graham isn’t here, he’s at work.” I say, cautious of my tone. I don’t want to make our relationship worse, but I definitely won’t be bubbly for her.

“I know, I’m here to see you. Can I come in?” she says, her tone equally bland.

What the hell is going on right now, is she here to try to make amends? “Um, sure.” I step aside and let her in. “Would you like to sit?” I gesture to the couches.

“Yes, let’s sit. I have something I want to talk to you about.” She takes her seat. She turns her nose up at the sight of my food on the coffee table. She is holding in a back handed comment, I can tell.

I pick up my plate and take it to the kitchen then come back, taking a seat on the other side of the couch. Awkward tension fills the air and I don’t really know what to say.

“So, there was something you wanted to talk to me about?” I am getting more anxious by the second.

“Yes, I am here to talk to you about you and my son. I want you to break up with him,” she commands, leaving no room for questioning.

My mouth gapes; I’m in complete shock. I don’t even know how to form words right now. Each time I think I have a good response, I change my mind because she seriously couldn’t have just said that.

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