Page 48 of Secret Admirer

The gun drops from Dwayne’s grip to the concrete making a deafening sound.

Bodhi falls to his knees with me still in his arms.

No.

No.

No.

No.

The one word keeps repeating in my head over and over again as I watch his red blood spread across his chest.

Bodhi’s eyes are wide with fright. “Coco,” his voice is barely audible over the commotion around us.

My hand finds his and squeeze letting him know I’m here and not going anywhere.

“Don’t you dare die on me, Bodhi.” I demand with a cry, resting his head on my legs. “I need more time with you.”

“I love you, Coco. Never forget that.” He blinks slowly. So slow I wonder if his eyes will ever open again.

Strong hands pull me back, but I fight against their hold. I need to tell Bodhi I love him too. I can’t let them take me away without telling him. “Miss, we need you to move back.”

“I need…I have to…” I sob, running my fingers through Bodhi’s hair.

“You’ll get your chance to say whatever you need to say after we stabilize him.” A female EMT removes my hands from Bodhi and helps me stand. “Let us do our jobs and you’ll have more time with him.”

“Do you promise?” My voice shakes with each word.

“He’s coding.” Someone shouts.

It’s my turn to fall to my knees as I watch them load Bodhi up on a gurney. I want to close my eyes and pretend none of this has happened as one EMT starts chest compressions, and another squeezes the bag that gives oxygen to Bodhi through a mask over his face. It’s my worst nightmare come true. Another person I love taken away from me much too soon by Dwayne.

They rush to the front of the house, but I can’t move. I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to move again.

A duo of firefighters work on Dwayne trying to bring him back to life. If they bring him back, I’ll kill him all over again, only this time I’ll torture him first. I don’t move, but I can’t stop watching as their attempts fail.

Cops and firefighters try to talk to me, but I don’t hear them. Their voices are muffled as if they’re at the end of a tunnel. I stare transfixed on Dwayne’s lifeless body and I don’t blink until they zip him up in a black body bag.

Dwayne’s dead.

Bodhi’s gone.

I feel dead inside.

I’ll never be the same if Bodhi dies because he saved me.

21

Bodhi

“Areyou sure I’m not hurting you? Maybe we should wait or prop you up more.” Coco’s slick pussy lips glide over my cock until only the head is peeking out at me. I can’t take my eyes off how she slides back and forth torturing me.

There’s no way I was going to be able to wait until the minimum of four weeks the doctor said I should wait. I’ve been at Coco’s house for almost two weeks after getting out of the hospital. She’s played nurse and has been a wonderful hostess as I recover.

When I woke up at the hospital after having surgery for the bullet lodged in my chest, she was sitting in a chair that was pushed up as close to my hospital bed as it could get. My hand was in hers as she stared at me with red-rimmed eyes from crying.

“I’m fine. The doctor said I shouldn’t do anything strenuous, but you’re doing all the work and it feels so damn good. Please don’t stop.”

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