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The Punk Who Hurt My Daughter

AndrewI cocked my head, listening as the shower spray hit the tiles around me. Was that …?Killing the shower, I jumped onto the bathmat and yanked my waiting towel from the hook. Tearing ass out of the bathroom so fast I slid slightly on the floor, I careened into my bedroom. The phone, sitting on my bedside table, still rang. I hadn’t missed the call.Gasping, I snatched it up—and blinked in surprise to see Lanie’s name.“Hello?” I answered, heart thundering in the base of my throat.She hesitated. “Hi.”I gulped. “Hey.”It had been three days since she left the hospital, and I wondered often if I’d done the right thing by sending her away. I’d thought I had it all figured out the other night, but the more I mulled over it, the more I realized I didn’t know what the hell I was doing.“How is Raven?” Lanie asked.I could barely draw the breath to answer. “The same.”“Oh,” she said in a quiet voice.“Yeah.” I looked down, noting the wet spot I was creating on the carpet. “How are you

All My Fault

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Andrew“Mr. Marx.” Jason hesitated. I stared him down, letting him take his time, hoping his skin crawled and chills shot up his spine. “I’m sorry,” he finally gasped.“Uh-huh.”His eyes bulged. “I really am.”“I’m sure you are,” I tartly answered.Jason made a little choking noise and looked down at his lap. “It was my fault this happened,” he whispered.“I know. So what were you on?”“Huh?” He looked back up, acting like he didn’t understand.“What substance were you on?” I slowly enunciated every syllable. “Or substances.”“Nothing,” he insisted.“I’m not the police, Jason. And I’m not your parents. Actually, I’m probably a hell of a lot more diligent than all of them put together. I know there’s something you’re not saying, and I’m going to find out the truth.”He paled. “I wasn’t taking anything, Mr. Marx. I swear. Raven and me, we went to this party, but I didn’t have anything to drink—because I was driving, see?”I rested my clasped hands on the desk and leaned into them. “I kn

Poor Choices

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LanieStanding on the front porch of the house that was already so familiar, holding a plastic shopping bag of groceries, my knees shook. Gulping, I went to ring the doorbell, but the door flew open and Karen stepped out.“Hello, dear.” She gave me a one-armed hug. “Just in time. I’m headed to the hospital now.”“How is she?”Karen’s lips twitched like she was trying to smile but couldn’t. “Oh, you know.”I nodded. So the same.“It’s good you’re here,” she said in a lower voice. “He can use the company.”Patting me on the shoulder, she went down the steps and to her car.“Hello?” I called, stepping into the front hall.Andrew appeared from the living room. “Hi.”“Hey.” I couldn’t stop my eyes from sweeping over him. Tight, long-sleeved shirt. Hair damp and slicked back. The aroma of his soap filling the air. Despite the awful situation, we were in the middle of, the sight of Andrew still brought butterflies to my stomach.I started to ask how he was, but he stepped forward and took my

I'm Here

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LanieThe thought that he had me made me pull my hand back. I would be by Andrew’s side no matter what, but he had to invite me over first. And I didn’t know what this evening spent together meant. At any moment, he could open his mouth and announce he wanted to be alone again, and I would have to respect that.“Sit with me on the couch,” he said, his eyelids heavy.I nodded and stood. Andrew took my hand, leaving his drink behind.In the living room, he pulled me into his shoulder and ran the back of his hand down my face. “You’re so beautiful,” he murmured.Tears filled my eyes, but I didn’t know why. Maybe they were the result of the all-around emotional week. Or the result of mine and Andrew’s entire relationship, which had been a roller coaster from nearly the beginning.“Is this all right that I’m here?” I asked, the question having been burning in my mouth since I walked through the door. “You said you wanted some time alone, and I want to make sure—”“I know.” Andrew dropped h

Back Together Again

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AndrewKissing Lanie with everything I had, I picked her up. Her legs went around my waist, latching tight to me. She’d never know how much I needed this, but maybe I could give her a hint. With every touch, with every kiss, I wanted to show her that she was something special.She’d always hold a cherished spot in my heart. No matter what came next.I didn’t need to look to see where I was headed. I knew the dark house well. Navigating the hallway, I carried her up the stairs and into my bedroom, where the floor lamp in the far corner cast a soft glow.Laying Lanie on the bed, I gently eased my weight onto hers. Her arms were still around my neck, and her face was painted with a soft passion.“I missed you,” she said.I nearly convulsed from the force of the words. “I missed you,” I repeated, dipping down and taking her lips.Our tongues danced, familiar heat and unknown desire mixing together. I pushed my hands under her back, bringing her closer to me. I couldn’t get her near enough

Can't Stop

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AndrewLanie’s legs fell open as I approached, her intoxicating scent drawing me in. Taking her thighs in my hands, I spread them as wide as they would go. Lanie’s fleshy, lower lips stretched open, welcoming me back.Taking my time, I licked a line up her lips and to her mound. She tasted of the both of us—a combination I would never have guessed I would like, but that I now found I loved. As I flicked my tongue against her nub, she trembled.Soft noises left Lanie’s mouth, interspersed with requests for me to keep going. I took my time, giving one unhurried lick and then another. She grabbed at the roots of my hair, holding me tightly.Grasping her thighs so hard, my nails dug into her skin, I suckled faster. Lanie screamed through her release, the sound music that made burning desire fill me.She tried to wiggle away, too sensitive for my touch, but I held her tight and licked her dry. Soon a second round of heated gasps filled the room, and she squirmed with need all over again.S

Stop Shutting Me Out

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LanieI rolled over in bed, looking for Andrew’s warmth.But it wasn’t there.Groggy, I sat up and blinked. The light was dim, but there was enough of it coming through the curtains that I could see I was alone in the bedroom.“Andrew?” I called.When he didn’t answer, I climbed out of bed. The chilled air hit my bare skin instantly. Looking around, I saw my sweater from the night before. Tugging it on, I padded out into the hallway and to the top of the stairs.There, his voice wafted up from somewhere in the living room or kitchen. The words were muffled, so I couldn’t tell what he was saying. Judging from the lack of anyone else responding, he was on the phone.At least his tone of voice didn’t sound particularly angry or sad.A memory from the night before came back to me, and I smiled to myself. For sure, my favorite place to be in the whole world was Andrew’s arms. I hoped that the night we’d had made his soul feel at least a tad bit lighter. If not, then perhaps seeing Raven wo

Is This Goodbye?

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LanieLast Saturday came back to me. Cuddled up in bed at the resort, I’d told Andrew I loved him. He’d asked me to repeat myself, so I assumed he hadn’t heard my confession.Now, it was strange that he was saying he’d never know how to show me how much he cared. All it took was three simple words. People said them to each other all the time.And yet, here he was being vague and speaking in near-riddles.“I know you care,” I told him. I wanted to reach for his hand, but his arms were still folded tightly.“You’ve opened me up again.” His voice cracked, and he swallowed.“You’ve changed me too,” I softly said, taking a small step forward.Andrew’s shoulders loosened, and he dropped his arms, gaze sweeping across my face. His lips parted, and he looked as if he might reach for me, but he didn’t.“This coma has shown me how stretched thin I am,” he quietly said. “Even with your help, I haven’t been giving Raven enough attention.”“Yes, you have,” I quickly answered.“Then why did I not k

A Miracle

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Andrew“Black coffee,” I told the barista behind the hospital’s coffee bar.“Make that two,” a familiar voice chimed in from right behind me.Turning around, I found Bob. Before I could fully register his sudden appearance, he clapped me on the shoulder. “I know you’re probably thinking I should have called.”“I—”“But I did.”My shoulders slumped as my stomach fell. “Yeah. I haven’t been a very good friend, have I?”“You don’t need to be right now.” Bob dropped a bill on the counter and took both of our coffees. “A coffee kiosk in the hospital. Swanky,” he said as he walked over to some seats at the edge of the main waiting room.I followed, accepting my coffee cup and taking a seat next to him. “I haven’t known how to, ah, talk to anyone lately.”“Andrew. It’s fine.” He took a careful sip of his coffee and watched me over the lid. I cringed. Was he here to lecture me about breaking up with Lanie?Well, he could save his breath, because I’d already given myself enough grief about tha

What Did She Say?

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Andrew“Raven,” I gasped, crouched at her bedside. I rested my hand lightly on hers. “Raven, can you hear me?”She clenched her closed eyes tighter and groaned. My heart fluttered wildly as I pressed the button to call for the nurse.“She talked!” I nearly yelled the second the nurse appeared.The woman’s eyes went wide. “She did?”“Yes! I was reading to her, and she said it was boring!”The nurse came to Raven’s bedside. “Honey, can you hear me?”Raven’s eyes slowly fluttered open. Her eyebrows pinched together, and she blinked as she stared at the nurse. “Yeah,” she slowly said.Her voice was gravelly and uncertain, but it was hers. Raven was awake.“I’ll get Doctor Matthews,” the nurse said.I could only nod. Tears filled my eyes, and I pressed my fist against my mouth.Raven turned her face to me as the nurse left the room. “Dad.”“Yeah.” I bent next to her bed. “It’s me. How are you feeling?”“Crappy.”I laughed, and it almost turned into a sob, but I swallowed that down. I neede

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