"I moved here about two months ago. Between setting up my business and fixing up the lemon of a house I bought, I'm still living out of boxes." Sophia laughed and followed Juliet to the dining room to wipe down the tables and chairs.
"Well, if you need help with anything, just let me know. I could bring my roommate Natalie over and help with your house." She mirrored Sophia as she flipped the cleaned chair on top of the table.
Juliet hoped to buy a house of her own one day where she could grow a garden and have a dog running through the backyard to chase away the birds. Living paycheck to paycheck off a minimal cafe salary wouldn't do the trick, but it was nice to dream about.
The thought of Matthew coming home to her and their future dog flashed through her mind again. She quickly shook the image out of her head as she continued to work.
Juliet could see Matthew's exhaustion as she surveyed him in her periphery. His eyelids hung low, and his movements were tense as he leaned forward to grab another slice of pizza from the nearly empty box on the corner of her bed. The show that softly hummed through the television filled the otherwise silent bedroom, but she was unaware of what was playing, distracted by the perfect man next to her.He had just flown back that afternoon, and she was sure any sleep he may have gotten on the plane did little for him. Having him so close after a week and a half away was like breathing in fresh air after being trapped in a burning room full of smoke.
Red flag vs. red flag.They both had secrets they would need to come clean about. Juliet was just hoping Matthew's wasn't another family somewhere.Matthew made his way to the restroom, and Juliet pulled herself together and went to the kitchen to make coffee. As the pot began to heat, Matthew walked into the room and sat at the breakfast bar, watching as she cut the first bagel in half to slip it into the toaster. Juliet tried to ignore the feeling of his eyes on her as she moved about the kitchen to grab a packet of hot chocolate powder to add to her coffee.They ate in silence, and Juliet felt tense in the quiet. She glanced at him as he took a large gulp of his coffee."How can you drink that?" She was unable to hide her disgust at the black liquid and relaxed when he let out a l
Juliet was lucky to make it to work on time and had an exhausting day. There was a constant line in the shop, and she did her best to stay focused, even though her head was filled with thoughts of Matthew in her bed that morning.A day had never moved slower as she counted down the minutes before she would see him again now that he was back.Juliet was surprised to see Natalie home so early, but as she examined the woman at the dining room table typing away on her laptop with a headset on, she quietly closed the front door behind her and tip-toed to her bedroom. It was clear that Natalie was in a stressful situation, but by the still-full cup of coffee on the table beside her, she had hoped that Natalie would be celebrating closing another loan tonight.Not long after Juliet showered and changed, Natalie barged into her room and threw herself on
While the restaurant they went to along the boardwalk has been great, Juliet had to say that their dinner tonight was even better. There was nothing that could compare to a good burger. The scattered peanut shells they walked through as they left the country-themed restaurant crushed under their shoes as they approached the door. A young hostess yelled for them to have a great night and to drive safely, but they both just nodded in response as they leaned into each other. Whether it was the food coma or the bliss of his arm wrapped around her waist that caused her ignorance of the turn in the weather, she would not know. As they opened the front door, a gust of wind ripped it from Matthew's grip, and it slammed against the wall.
Juliet stared through the open door of the mudroom at the blank white wall of the hallway. Matthew had stepped out to grab towels only a few minutes prior, but she was impatient for his return. When he gruffly asked her to wait there a moment, Juliet nodded between the shivers that wracked her body from the air conditioning hitting her wet skin. There was no doubt in her mind that he was cold, too, and she wanted him to wrap his arms around her so they could warm each other up. Instead, he brushed past her quickly, careful not to touch her.
It was perfect. Juliet had hated that she had no privacy living in her apartment and mentally added the wall to her wish list for her future home when she could afford one of her own.When she turned back around, a spot of color grabbed her attention. It was the only evidence that someone lived there. A thin, homemade-looking olive green crochet blanket was thrown over the back of the coffee-colored leather couch.It was soft to the touch and brought an uncontrollable smile to her face. She resisted the urge to wrap it around her shoulders and take in the warmth but instead continued to one-handedly towel dry her hair.“My mom made that for me when I moved out to live alone.” Juliet stepped back from the blanket. It took everything in her not to just ask him right then why he reacted
For a moment, Juliet couldn’t move as she stared into the camera lens with confusion. The realization of what she had been looking at hit her, and her green eyes widened as she dropped the black cloth back over the device.Immediately, Juliet had the feeling that she was going to regret exposing herself to the camera. Matthew must have covered it for a reason. As she looked back down at the lock, she couldn’t help but wrap her fingers around the door handle to try and open it. She knew that a door with multiple security measures was sure to be locked, and it was, much to her disappointment. Maybe it was her exhaustion or her curiosity, but she stared blankly at the door for a few moments longer, wondering what could be inside it before she turned and walked away. Muffled vibration from the room stilled her after a step,
Her green eyes pulled away from his perfectly smooth and tanned skin to the mark on his shoulder. He had taken off the bandage when he showered, and she could see the injured strip of flesh.It looked as though someone had taken a hot poker and slid the tip of it across his shoulder in a line about three inches long and a centimeter wide. It wasn't like most burns, as it wasn't puckered or raised. Instead, the line of light pink, burnt flesh was sunken into his skin, and the outside edges were lifted.She jumped from her stool and placed her mug down on the granite countertop as she moved forward to grab his arm and get a better look. "What on Earth happened?" She demanded as she examined his bicep. "This looks bad! Did you go to the doctor?" If she had looked up at that moment, she would have seen the look of pure happiness on his face a
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When his monthly calls stopped, her worry eventually outweighed her anger, and more than anything, she just wanted to hear his voice or see him one more time to know that he was okay. He called her after speaking to Cadence and was flabbergasted by the fact that she had answered the phone at all after ignoring his calls for so long. He was left speechless when she demanded that he return home so she could see he was safe for herself. Juliet watched as he bit back his emotions at hearing his mother’s voice, but he was ecstatic that he would get to introduce Juliet to the other women in his life. “We talked on the phone. Come on, you are perfect, and they will love you.” As he stepped to the side to pull her toward the entrance of the home once more, the front door was thrown open, and a beautiful blonde sprinted out with a shout of glee as she threw herself into Matthew’s arms. “Hey, sis. I’ve missed you too.” He said with a laugh as he held onto her just as tightly as she did
Juliet walked slowly across the gravel driveway with her hands down at her sides in fists to hide the fact that they were shaking. It had been a long four years, but it was also the best four years of her life. Matthew walked up behind her and placed his warm palm on her lower back, and she felt her muscles loosen at his touch. The large, beautiful ranch-style house in front of her added to the intimidation she had felt toward their current situation, and she had half a mind to run back to the car and not come out. “Relax, Red. Everything will be okay.” He bent down and whispered into her ear before he kissed the crown of her head. His hot breath fanned across her skin, and she gave a jerk as a chill ran down her spine from his proximity. It didn’t matter how long they were together. Her body still reacted like it was the first time. Sparks would dance across her skin, goosebumps would appear as they followed his lips where they trailed across her body, and her mind would melt
Juliet pushed up on her toes, wanting more, needing to be closer to him. The warm water felt nice and refreshing, but touching Matthew, being pressed against his wildly impressive form, was like touching an electric charge. She was sure that at any moment, she would be startled awake, but as Matthew stepped forward, making her move back, she felt completely out of control. Matthew didn't stop until she had her back to the cool shower wall, and he was consuming her. She lifted her leg, wrapping it around his hip, and Matthew released a deep, low groan of "Fuuuuccckkk," as he placed his tip at her entrance and slowly sank into her. They had only been apart for a few months, but it felt like ages. She welcomed him and his touch back greedily, gasping into his mouth as he pushed forward. "Tell me you're mine," Matthew insisted, thrusting quickly and taking her breath away as he entered her. "Oh my God!" Juliet cried out, her nails digging into his back, and yet, he only thru
Matthew hurried as he heard the shower turn on, eager to join his Juliet. He wanted to inspect every inch of her to see if she was telling the truth about doing better and healing, but he needed to finish locking down the house and doing mild surveillance. For the next two weeks, the U.S. Marshals would have someone posted nearby to blend in with the neighborhood as a precaution to ensure they hadn't been followed and that they were no active threat to them. Once they had, they would leave, and it would just be Matthew and Juliet all alone. He couldn't wait. He finished checking all the windows and doors, making a note of every neighbor whose windows allowed them sight into Matthew's new home, and he tried to memorize what area of the house each window granted the people in that home access to. He wanted to be sure he was fully informed and one step ahead of the enemy should they attack. The sound of Juliet dropping something made him pause, though, and he checked the lock on th
Juliet couldn't let him go even if she wanted to. Her body protested even the thought of releasing him, but Matthew seemed to feel the same way. He held her just as tightly, kissing her again deeply as if making up for lost time before a loud clearing of a throat disrupted them. "It's time to go." The Marshal said, but Juliet couldn't pull her eyes from Matthew. He walked her to the SUV and helped her inside, chuckling when she was reluctant to release him. "Let's go home," Matthew whispered, and Juliet nodded as the car was put into gear and the U.S. Marshal accelerated. "Where is home going to be?" "That information is classified." The Marshal said, and Juliet narrowed her eyes, unamused. "How is it classified when we are the ones going there?" Juliet asked, but she was fully distracted by Matthew's hand on her thigh. The heat of his touch burned through her jeans, and she leaned closer to him, her hands grabbing his arm as she tried to maintain as much contact as possible f
If she ever saw him again, she hoped he would give her a hard time for taking it. It was part of why she had taken it out of the box and put it on. “And I’m sorry again that I chopped you in the throat.” At this point, both let out a small laugh at the memory. “Would you also please tell Liam I appreciate you both for saving me? You also need to take care of Sophia. I know that you keep denying it, but it is so obvious that something is going on between you two whenever I bring her up.” Juliet had more that she wanted to say to everyone and more that she wanted to ask for him to pass along, but the most important thing she needed to say was to Matthew, and she left it written down in the letter she had written for him. “You’re not dying, you know,” Lucas said teasingly, turning the radio down to be nothing more than low background noise. “Don’t you worry, okay? We will take care of all this, and you will be home before you know it.” “For a special agent, you don’t take anything se
Juliet had felt sick even since Lucas got the call, alerting them that it was time for her to enter witness protection. They hadn't told her what had changed or why it was safe for her to be moved now versus before, but the lack of information was stressing her out. They surely should be able to tell her if something good had happened. At least, she hoped they would. It seemed reasonable that since it affected her, they could give her some sort of update, but they didn't.She was in the dark and very frustrated by the lack of information. “Are you ready yet?” Lucas asked with his boyish excitement. He was in charge of getting Julie to the U.S. Marshals, who would take over her care and get her to her new location. She wasn't ready, though, and had done everything but scrub the baseboards as a way to stall. That morning, she had taken a shower so long she almost questioned if it was possible to run out of cold water and had cleaned every surface of the house twice (much to Liam’s pr
Juliet was surprised that they stayed so long. Was she happy to be in one place? Yes. Was she sick of the canned beans and rice in the pantry? Absolutely. She refused to look because she was pretty positive they had expired a long time ago. Still, she kept her mouth shut because she knew it was better than the MREs. "Morning," Liam said, bursting into the bedroom, and Juliet sighed as she stared at the ceiling in boredom. At least he didn't say it was a good morning. That would be an outright lie. She had been watching the news every morning and every night, but there had been nothing so far. "Hm," Juliet hummed. "Have fun," Liam said, dropping a box onto the bed beside her, and Juliet's eyes shot wide open. The familiar logo and shape made her giddy with excitement. Juliet had grown bored and was getting impatient to the point of anger as she waited to hear news about Matthew. It didn’t help that she had to spend time each day practicing her new signature and re