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BrodySo much sh8it was going down at once. Honey called me earlier and wanted me with her when she met with Chuck again. I had a hard time thinking about him as Dad. He wasn't that. Not in a long time. I was nine when he left and after Moe came into our lives and took up the slack, I really didn't have any use for him. I thought about him less and less. On my own, I probably wouldn't have much to do with him. We went to lunch with him on Monday. We heard him out. He was sorry. He had regrets, blah, blah.Okay, got it. Thanks for that, let's move on, shall we? I know Honey is feeling emotional. I wonder if she is pregnant again. She gets all teary-eyed when she's pregnant and feels things more deeply than at other times. But whatever the case may be, she wants to get to know him. I guess that means I have to as well. I gave her the go ahead to set up a meet with him. Some time when the kids are tucked away in school. She doesn't want to introduce them to him yet. I get that too. I'm em
KylieI called Analiese on my break today. I updated her on everything that was happening and asked her to come hang out at the house with me tonight. I felt bad that I hadn't really spoken with her much since I came home. I decided that should change. Also, I wanted her here because I was taking my safety seriously. I can't go to a club or a bar right now. It wasn't even safe for me to go to her house. I had Stern outside watching and my father inside. They were both armed. This was the best place for me to be and Analiese would be safe here too. I certainly didn't want to put anyone else in danger.My dad had hooked up a TV in my bedroom and I had logged into my Netfl8ix account by the time she made it over. She brought Chinese take-out. General Tso's for me and Lo Mein for her. I made a pan of brownies earlier, and I could make popcorn later if we got hungry again.I had missed hanging out with my friend. We were watching 'The Women'. Meg Ryan was eating a stick of butter after dipp
Detective BensonThis was a serious clusterfuck. I stood in Moe's front yard and waited for the forensics team to finish their job. Moe was taken away in an ambulance. He'd been shot through the shoulder and would probably be fine, but you never knew with gunshot wounds. Roberta had gone with him, so my next stop was at the hospital to interview her. But first, I had Brody on the way home from work. I needed to know if there was anything he could do to help me find the girls. Yes. Girls.Shit. When Moe called me to tell me about the stalker issue, I handled it personally. I've known Moe for a long time. We used to be in the department together years ago and we had stayed friendly. We called each other from time to time to shoot the shit or if we needed information and thought the other one might have it.I sent some of my guys out to find Edgar earlier this week to have a chat, but he was in the wind. That never boded well but from my investigation so far, all I could find out about th
KylieIt was hard to tell time with a hood on my head, but I don't think we drove for more than an hour. That was probably good, right? I mean in terms of planning a rescue, we weren't too far away. Our journey was over, it seemed. The car stopped and the doors opened. I was pulled out of one side of the vehicle. I assume Analiese was pulled out of the other. No one had spoken during our trip, and it was nerve-wracking being left with my own thoughts, which honestly, weren't good ones. How could they be?My mind kept going through all the facts. Edgar had bought a lot of equipment. B D S M style equipment. I've been in the club, and I can, unfortunately, imagine some of what he's gathered. He's built a dungeon somewhere and ra8pe is the least of my concerns. Though that is a huge concern, I'm also imagining torture of a very deviant kind. Now he has two potential slaves.Slaves. I shudder. Neither one of us will consent to anything. My emotions are running the gambit here. Raw fear, pu
BrodyThe ride with Benson was tense. He fielded calls and texts through his Bluetooth system while he drove well above the speed limit. I appreciated his lead foot. We were over an hour behind the team that had taken Kylie and Analiese. I called Mom on the way, but she didn't know how Moe was, just that he was in surgery. There had been so much blood on the hallway floor. I didn't have any words to ease her worry, expect that he was strong and healthy. If anyone could make it, Moe would.I told her to text me with any updates. I told her that I was with Benson, and we had a lead on where Kylie was. She seemed relieved that we were doing something about getting her back. All Mom could do was wait. Honey and Brandt were there with her, so she had support.I called Oscar next, he was just getting off of work. I had run out of the club and I'm sure he wanted to know why. He was totally freaked out by the time I finished telling him the story. I knew he had a thing with Analiese once, but
Brody"I never want to feel like that again, Kylie. I was out of my mind when I found out you were taken. Thank God Benson was here and already knew everything or we might not have found you in time. I can't help but think that Edgar could have taken you somewhere else or hurt you by the time you were found." The what ifs were killing me. My imagination of what could have happened if anyone else had gotten the case has been on overload."Brody, baby, I'm fine. I'm here. I'm safe from Edgar and whatever shitty thing he had planned." Kylie assured me.We were sitting on her bed, fully clothed. I was holding her and I didn't ever want to let her go. She seems calmer than me right now. I had so much going on in my mind.I talked with Mom after Analiese had her conversation with Oscar. We all heard Analiese's side of the conversation, but she didn't say much to him. I wonder what will happen between them now? I hope he gets his head out of his ass.Anyway, Moe was out of surgery and the pro
BrodyI have waited for this moment for years. It didn't start out that way. I had every intention of finding a girl. Any girl. I dated some. Mostly redheads. Not the strawberry blondes, the deep reds. Auburn, some might call it. Until I started working at the club and saw the shit that I saw there, imagining a woman with dark red hair was about the only thing that I ever got hard for. I have admitted to stroking myself to climax over Kylie, many times, but I tried to push her out of my mind as I grew older. For many years, I was able to pretend she didn't exist. It was easier when she went to college and, for a time, had no contact with Moe.But that ship sailed as soon as I saw her again. I had been lying to myself. I was always going to ask Moe for permission to date his daughter. I fought it for a while, but the feelings only intensified until, well, I crumbled. Now it's come to this. She's under me and I feel euphoric even though we haven't even really done anything yet.Something
KylieI hear a phone ringing, but I ignore it. I'm having the best sleep of my life, and I don't want it to be interrupted. I'm warm and safe, wrapped in a cocoon. I sink deeper into the sheets trying to turn my brain off again. But it's then that I hear a groan that didn't come from me. Suddenly I'm wide awake.Brody. He is my cocoon. He has his arm wrapped around my front and he's pressed against my back.My heart sings. We made love. He'd whispered that he's loved me since he first met me. I hadn't wanted to ruin the moment with more talking, plus I had been on the verge of sleep. But I felt the same. Even at eleven, he intrigued me. I looked forward to every single summer trip to Florida because I knew he would be there. Then one summer he was hardly ever here. Instead, he was always with Oscar. I always wondered if he knew I'd been with my boyfriend and was no longer a virgin. How he would even know that, I'm not sure, but I always felt that he suspected, and he stayed away from m