I texted Mary once I got home, having locked the door and turned off the light Shiloh had left on for me. Working with a wonderful coworker like Mary, even though she liked to tease me, was a stroke of luck. It meant a lot that she cared enough to check if I got home safely every time we worked an evening shift together.
I never did drink the iced coffee the attractive man had kindly purchased. Although his gesture was thoughtful, I was hesitant since I didn't know him. On the other hand, Mary had no problem enjoying the mini donuts he had bought for us during the rest of our shift. After I politely declined, she even took the remaining ones home to share with her husband. I had packed a sandwich, an apple, and a water bottle for my break, which suited me just fine. Looking back, it was good that the coffee spilled; otherwise, I might have stayed up late reading when I got home.
I replayed the unexpected compliment and felt myself blushing just thinking about it. While it wasn't the first time I had been complimented like that, it was unusual in my work setting. The three young men were all attractive, and the young woman accompanying them appeared like a model with her long, dark hair, slim figure, and dark eyes. She seemed at ease around Xavier, and I assumed they were a couple. However, Mary insisted they were just best friends. I had my doubts about that.
I recognized him from somewhere but couldn't place him, no matter how much I racked my brain. Perhaps Xavier resembled someone else? Although I couldn't pinpoint who that might be. My days were centered on my children, job, and friends.
I locked my bedroom door and removed my uniform, placing it in the laundry basket next to the one I had dirtied earlier in my shift, along with the g-string I'd been wearing. I cringed as I remembered the clumsy moment when my spilled iced coffee exposed what I was wearing under my scrubs. Mary's laughter shattered the hope of keeping it private, making it clear to everyone.
I entered the shower, switched it on, and positioned myself under the warm water, allowing it to flow over me like a comforting hug. The heat penetrated my muscles, releasing the knots and tension from the night. Fortunately, it had not been a hectic night with few cases in the area where Mary and I were stationed. As the sole hospital in a small town, such quiet nights were not always the norm.
On nights like this, when I returned home, and the children were asleep, I longed for someone to be there. Sighing, I reached for my favorite lavender body wash, indulging in its soothing scent. After lathering and rinsing, I allowed my hands and imagination to wander. I wondered what it would be like to have the man of my dreams waiting for me, stepping into the shower to express how much he had missed me.
I let the shower run until the hot water ran out. The sudden cold water served as a much-needed reality check. I couldn't keep living inside my head like this. I was reluctant to allow Grace to set me up because I was afraid of opening up to the possibility of love again. But I was lonely and tired of imagining what could be a reality if I let go and let myself try.
Maybe it was an epiphany. As I grew older, wisdom followed, and my children were maturing. Acknowledging my loneliness, I looked at myself in the mirror. I vowed to break free from fear if I met someone on Saturday. I decided to take it slow, such as sharing contact information, and proceed with care. This time around, I needed to be mindful not just for myself but also for my three dear children. Nonetheless, I realized that I also deserved to find happiness.
I set my alarm and then drifted off to sleep. Like in previous nights, I dreamed of X. I wrapped my arms securely around his waist, feeling the reassuring rhythm of X's breath as it rose and fell in the calm of the night. It was just the two of us on the moonlit road. The moon shone brightly in the clear sky, casting a soft silver light over the peaceful back roads of our small town, creating a serene atmosphere as X drove and I held on. My worries, fears, and doubts vanished in his presence, replaced by a profound sense of calm. I felt as though I was flying, completely free.
The dream didn't end with watching the sunrise like every other time. X parked his bike and then helped me off. He lifted the helmet off of me and looked at me with such tenderness. I couldn't see his face because he still had his helmet on but had lifted the visor so I could see those gorgeous, kind hazel eyes.
"I just wanted to see you once without the weight of the world on your soul," he murmured, his voice seductive.
Somehow, I sensed this was our farewell, and even in the realm of dreams, the parting felt achingly real, filling me with sorrow. Tears streamed down my face silently because fuck my life, even in a dream, the man still leaves.
X gently cupped my face, his thumb brushing away a tear from my cheek. "I have to go," he whispered.
"I understand," I replied, my voice trembling. "But, if I close my eyes, will you kiss me goodbye?"
X nodded, and as he removed his helmet, I closed my eyes. I would keep my word; I wouldn't open them. I would savor this moment and hold it close to my heart.
I sensed his gradual lean towards me, gently brushing my lips with his own in a tender kiss. However, as the reality of our farewell sank in, I intensified the kiss. His fingers wove into my hair, pulling me closer as his arms wrapped around me, holding me close in response. We passionately kissed, and his hands tangled in my hair, holding me even more tightly. I could feel his heart beating wildly against my chest.
After breaking the kiss, X gently placed one last kiss on my forehead. My eyes remained closed as tears continued to flow down my cheeks.
"You no longer need me, Rei. It's time for you to embrace real love in your life," X whispered.
"I will always remember you," I promised, my voice barely audible and filled with emotion.
"But you will forget once you awaken, just like you have done every night for the past ten years. It's time to let me go, Rei. You know I exist only in your dreams," X's voice faded as the alarm clock blared, pulling me out of my slumber.
Rei’s Point of ViewI smoothed out my long blonde hair and finished applying my makeup. I liked to keep it natural and simple, and tonight was no exception. Following Grace’s advice, I took a thorough shower and shaved everywhere. I put on a black lace thong and matching bra, then slipped into sheer thigh-highs and my new black dress. Just as I finished getting ready, there was a knock on the door. I quickly glanced around the room to ensure everything was tidy and opened the door.“Mom, you look pretty,” Shiloh smiled at me.“Are you nervous?” she asked shyly.I nodded. My sweet, perceptive daughter knew me well. There was no point hiding that I was.“Just be yourself. It’s been so long since you’ve gone out with your friends, and I know that Auntie Grace will keep you safe and make sure you have fun,” Shiloh reassured me.“Isn’t this a conversation I should have with you?” I chuckled.“Probably, but I’m happy to read and hang out with my friends here, Mom. I’m not into parties, you
Xavier’s Point of ViewRei looked even hotter in that dress than I had imagined she would. It hugged her curves in all the right places, and with her long blonde hair down like that, all I could think about was how it would feel to have my hands in it as she had her mouth on me.“Hey, isn’t that the hot nurse?” Matt whispered as his eyes widened.“Wow, she’s gorgeous,” Tom added, enjoying the view. Fucker.“Are we playing pool, or what?” Lillianna groaned, annoyed at being ignored.I looked at my best friend and sighed. Yeah, she was jealous. I nodded and lined up my cue, taking my shot and pocketing three striped balls.“Awesome shot! I didn’t think you’d be able to sink those,” Lillianna praised me. She was genuinely impressed, and I smiled. It was a tricky shot, so I did appreciate her noting that.I was lining up for my next shot when I looked up and saw Rei standing with a woman who seemed to know Lillianna right across the pool table from me. I ended up scratching, not hitting a
Rei’s Point of View“That’s the mysterious man from the hospital, right?” Grace grinned.I nodded. He was even more handsome than I remembered, and when his eyes met mine, I didn't bolt like I usually would have. I wanted to talk to him if only I could remember how to speak.“Rei? Do you want to talk to him?” Grace asked, looking at me carefully, all teasing from her face gone.I nodded again. I still couldn’t talk. How would this work if I couldn’t articulate a single word to my best friend right now?“Well, I can assure you that what Mary said is true. Lillianna is with him; if that girl was with him last night, she is his best friend. Lillianna is also one of my oldest and dearest friends,” Grace grinned.Lillianna was one of Grace’s friends. Why was she never mentioned before?“They run in different circles. They are all very, very single,” Grace explained knowingly.Oh, that explained it. I could entertain learning how to flirt and enjoying a man’s company with this handsome man.
Xavier’s Point of ViewI thought I had Rei Draven figured out. When our paths first crossed, I was fascinated with her name. It was beautiful, mysterious, and something I wanted to know about… much like her. The name Rei meant "beautiful" or "graceful." I'll never forget considering how perfectly it suited her.I understand and accept that people possess diverse dimensions of their personalities. As we grow and develop, we reveal various sides of ourselves. I’m not the young, awkward kid I was in high school. Going to the gym, cycling, and forming relationships with Matt, Tom, and Lillianna have greatly influenced the individual I am today.Watching Rei take my cock in her pretty mouth and slide her tongue up and down my shaft and then swirl the head with just the tip was something I had only fantasized about. The images of Rei asking me to take control and getting off on it will forever be seared into my mind. She swallowed every last drop I gave her, licking her lips as she took it
Rei’s Point of ViewIt had been a long time since I had cried. The last time was the night I reconnected with my best friend, Grace. It was almost like there was magic in her hug, kiss on my head, and reassurance that we’d get through this together. Somehow, I was stronger and more confident after that. I pushed through, changed my life's direction, and made it the best I could for my three young children. But, somewhere along the way, I just stuck a bandaid on my heart and chose not to let anyone in again.Fulfilling my fantasy with Xavier Woods was everything I had hoped it would be and more. I had expected him to toss me aside and walk out when he was done. I never expected him to take such pleasure in seeing me chase my release… repeatedly. And how he reciprocated after letting me suck his dick? I’d never had the pleasure of that before. Ever. It wasn’t something Greg wanted to do with me. I had asked once, and the look on his face ensured I never asked again.Sure, we’d talked be
Lillianna's Point of ViewWhile sitting on Alex's lap, I noticed Grace's phone buzz, signaling that a message had arrived. She glanced at me and smiled, indicating that Rei had followed through with her intentions. I was surprised as I didn't expect that from her. My eyes darkened with hidden frustration, and Grace, sensing my emotions, looked at me with worry, subtly shaking her head.“Lillianna, why don’t we go to the bar and see if we can order food for everyone? My treat,” Grace said, with an edge to her voice.“I'll be back in a moment, handsome," I whispered seductively, flashed a smile, and planted a kiss on Alex.I swear he whimpered. Oh, he would be fun to play with later. I would need someone to distract me, and Alex would do just fine."I thought you were okay with them hooking up. It's not like this will go any further. You told me that Xavier wouldn't pursue a relationship with Rei, and she only wanted a 'one and done' encounter," Grace said in an angry whisper.“He can’t
Rei’s Point of ViewWhen I saw Xavier’s motorcycle, I felt a wave of dread. Not only was I not dressed appropriately for riding, but I was also afraid of falling off. It seemed like a terrible idea.Xavier approached his bike and gestured for me to come and sit on it. I followed his instructions and, thanks to my petite frame, managed to get onto the motorcycle with some effort. I wrapped my arms around Xavier as he had instructed, but I made sure to sit back on the seat to avoid our helmets knocking together.Xavier promised to go slow until I was comfortable, and I hoped he would follow through. Xavier waited until I told him I was ready before turning the key, and his motorcycle roared to life. I felt the vibrations throughout my body, and I hugged Xavier tighter as he chuckled. He reached down and gently squeezed one of my hands in reassurance. My heart raced as Xavier slowly eased the motorcycle onto the road.The bright moon and stars illuminated the night sky, creating a peacef
Xavier’s Point of ViewShe was sound asleep on the couch as I moved through my apartment towards the kitchen to brew some coffee. Rei Draven's snores were incredibly endearing, indicating her profound exhaustion. The blankets were in disarray, and creases of concern marked her forehead. I wondered what she could be dreaming about.Her presence was soothing, and I was careful not to make too much noise as I made a cup of coffee. I wasn't in a rush to take her back to Grace’s apartment, but I understood that Rei would need to get home to her children. I knew Rei didn’t go out often, let alone stay overnight. I was aware that the events of last night were unlikely to happen again, and I would have to be okay with that.My mind traveled back to that unexpected bliss of fucking her and then having Rei’s arms wrapped around me as I drove through the night with her on my bike. I loved how we had connected and how easy Rei was to talk to. She was funny, without trying to be. And although swee
Shiloh’s Point of ViewI rolled my eyes as Salem ranted about Mr. Shiny Light Pants being a real person and how we were too clueless to see him. Eventually, he quieted down and started playing the game with Onyx. I couldn't help but reflect on how Salem had always believed that someone was watching over us, even when we were younger. Maybe he was right all along. With everything going on and our world turned upside down, I had to admit that anything was possible now.I leaned back in my seat and let out a deep sigh. Onyx glanced at me with concern, but I shook my head slightly and silently mouthed, "I'm okay, just exhausted." He nodded in understanding and mouthed back, "Me too." Strangely, this experience had brought my brothers and me closer than ever before. I had a feeling we would need each other even more as we adapted to our new lives and identities.Would we end up at the same school? Would people talk about us? It was obvious Mom was going to marry Xavier. His love for her wa
X’s Point of ViewJust as I had done with Kaz, I guided Lillianna toward the light. It was effortless with Kaz; I respected the Don and enjoyed his company. However, I couldn't stand Lillianna. Yet, there was a glimmer of something in her that I couldn't ignore. After she crossed over to the light completely, I turned to leave."You're not coming with me, are you?" she asked."No," I replied."Will we ever meet again?" Lillianna's voice trembled with emotion."Not if I have any say in it," I responded sharply.“I loved him, you know. In my own way, I loved Xavier. And maybe, just maybe, he could have loved me back,” Lillianna revealed.“But you knew his heart was devoted to someone else, yet you persisted in your pursuit of him. He was never yours to claim. While Xavier may have shared his body with you, his heart always belonged to Rei. And it always will,” I retorted.“You love Rei. I can't quite comprehend who or what you are, but I recognize that feeling of loving someone you can n
Lillianna’s Point of ViewThe audacity of Aamon was unfathomable. Without a second thought, he had given my hard-earned jobs to Chloe, someone who had no business taking them from me. My head spun with fury, drowning out any sounds around me until Iris appeared, her cold voice cutting through the chaos. Before I could react, a searing pain ripped through my abdomen as her bullet tore into me. I felt my insides lurch and knew she had hit vital organs. The shock was almost too much to bear as I gasped for air, realizing this was how I imagined my end. A scream rose in my throat, but was stifled by the shock and agony coursing through my body. All I could do was curse fate for this cruel and undeserved death as I bled out on the floor in front of the bathroom. Rage turned to despair as my last thoughts faded into darkness.Chloe’s Point of ViewI couldn't believe what I had just witnessed. Iris had made a grand entrance and delivered a deadly blow with precision and finality. As I stood t
Chloe’s Point of ViewI recounted all of my knowledge about Lillianna to Iris, who listened with great interest. "I have no emotional connection to Lillianna. I believe I should be the one to take her out. Would that be an issue for you?" Iris inquired.I took a moment to consider the question before me. As much as I wanted to be the one to put an end to her life, my friend was essentially being used as leverage by this deranged individual. If Sam was in danger, I feared I would hesitate to act. While I didn’t want any harm to come to my friend, I also knew that Lillianna needed to be dealt with immediately. We couldn’t afford any more delays. With a heavy sigh, I shook my head no."Alright, first, we need to figure out a plan for entering and exiting while making sure Sam makes it out alive," Iris suggested.As we finalized our plan, the two operatives Ethan had sent for backup showed up. They drove by discreetly, acknowledging us before parking on the street at a safe distance but st
Ethan’s Point of ViewI dispatched a team to Lillianna's residence, making sure she and Emmanuel were not present. Iris was instructed not to enter Xavier's apartment without my permission and always to keep an eye on Chloe. Although I knew this put Sam in danger, I didn't believe Lillianna would kill the woman - perhaps harm her, which may have already happened. Even I could see how much Lillianna despised Sam.I had to handle this situation delicately, as we couldn't risk any trace leading back to Aamon, Rei, or Xavier. Lillianna was not someone to be underestimated; she managed to fatally wound Kaz in a moment of rage while he faced off against much more experienced enemies unscathed. I was just one of many who wanted her out of the picture, but I had to deal with her before she dealt with us.My phone interrupted me, and I answered it hastily, recognizing the team member's number from Lillianna's apartment."It's a disaster in here, boss. I can't tell if she trashed the place to st
Grace’s Point of ViewAfter we finished showering, my legs were still trembling. Aamon insisted on carrying me back to bed and holding me in his arms until I felt better. It wasn't because I was in pain but simply because I was physically exhausted. It wasn't a negative experience, but it had been a while since I had been this sexually active during our time apart. I had casual partners here and there, but my heart was never truly invested. I knew I needed to regain my stamina.I gently ran my fingers over the intricate tattoos gracing his skin, savouring the familiar feeling of him. Being close to him was like being home, bringing tears to my eyes. But I refused to let them fall; Aamon would worry that I was upset or in pain. But the truth was, I was grateful. Grateful to have this stunning man back in my life and in his bed again after all this time.“Co myślisz o mojej miłości?” Aamon whispered as I lay in his arms, and my body slowly relaxed.Even though I didn’t speak much Polish,
Matt’s Point of ViewAlex and Tom both texted back that they were working but could come and hang out later. I tossed my phone on the bed and sat down, trying to sort through the thoughts racing in my head. I was in love with Sam. I don’t know when it happened, but there was no doubt—not anymore.Memories of the last time she stayed over flooded my mind. I could still see her lying in my bed, her clothes scattered on the floor except for the thong I had insisted she wear. With her long, slender legs wrapped around my neck, I teased and pleased her until she reached orgasm multiple times at my command.I savoured the taste of her as I licked and nibbled her clit, my fingers moving in a rhythm that drove her wild. She was such a good girl, her legs trembling as she screamed my name. But even in the throes of pleasure, she knew to give me everything I demanded. It was thrilling to have such power over Sam, to know that by just touching her in a certain way, I could control her will and ma
Grace’s Point of ViewAs I woke up next to Aamon, who was sleeping peacefully beside me, I couldn't help but smile softly. We would both be exhausted today after everything he had been through in the last few days. But I knew better than to ask him how he was feeling; Aamon never liked showing any signs of weakness. However, I saw it as an opportunity to support and care for him, while he saw it as something that didn't align with his idea of masculinity.I wanted us to be equal partners, to share in the good and the bad moments. I longed to massage out the knots in his tense shoulders, to pleasure him endlessly when he desired dominant passion, and to submit to his every desire when he needed my submission. I loved him wholly and completely. And I wanted to be there for him in every way possible if only he would let me.I couldn't resist admiring the stunning man lying next to me. With a mischievous smile, I pulled back the sheets and took Aamon into my mouth. His groans only spurred
Shiloh’s Point of ViewWhen I woke up, I was more than a little disoriented. I realized that I wasn’t at home in my bed. I looked around frantically until I remembered what had happened the day before and where I was. I sat up slowly in the bed, taking in my surroundings.The room was silent, and it felt as though the entire house was quiet, too. I was sure guards were still patrolling the grounds, considering who Uncle Aamon was—and who I had become. Now that I had the chance to stop, breathe, and think about everything, my mind was overwhelmed. I wished I had someone to talk to about this, but none of my friends were mature enough to discuss it on that level. I sighed deeply, knowing Salem and Onyx would look to me for clarity. The problem was, I just couldn’t make sense of it all for myself right now.I hadn’t heard any screaming last night, so I hoped my Mom and Aunt Grace had found a way to listen to each other and resolve their issues as best as possible. I wasn’t naive; I unders