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I fix the coffee just the way he likes it with extra love and I go on the search for him. I open the doors to two more rooms and come to the conclusion that nope, none of those other two are Grey.

It's embarrassing but I got close enough to smell each of them to determine if they were Grey or not.

I don't even have my phone so I can't use a flashlight or anything. And I'm not about to just flip on a light, no sir. I'd hate to wake anyone up.

I decide to carefully go up the stairs. Of course, being in hallways I can turn lights on if I can find them but not room lights.

The first room I come across is a closet so that does nothing. But then I open to door to a bedroom. The guy is on his phone and I see him turn to the door where I am.

"Azalea?" Oaklee's voice questions out and I breathe out a breath of relief. I flick the light on and he sits up.

"Oaklee, I'm dying," I groan, shutting the door behind me.

"Tell me all about it babydoll, I'm all ears," he pats the bed beside him. I sit down carefully.

"I feel like a terrible person," I admit and his eyebrows furrow.

"Why?"

"I slept with someone else," I deadpan and I don't think I've ever seen someone's eyes get so wide.

"What?!" He whisper-shouts.

"Not sexy time! Just sleeping!" I defend.

"Who?" he gapes. I throw my hands in the air.

"I have no clue!"

"How do you know it wasn't Grey?" he questions. I look down sheepishly at the coffee in my hands.

"I touched him."

"Oh my God, did you touch his dick?!" he whisper-shouts again.

"No! I touched his back and stomach and he was too skinny to be Grey!" I defend again.

"Help me find Grey," I plead.

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I couldn't keep this from y'all any longer. This chapter and the next will be mostly just fillers and little things so I hope y'all enjoy!

Oh also, I just realized, there's a lot of praying in this chapter so if anyone has any problem with that, just comment (kindly) and tell me if you want some type of warning next time.

Also, I feel like in stories, people never really acknowledge female-on-male sexual assault. Usually (in Wattpad stories and such), it's always men hurting women but it can definitely be the other way around too. I hate to think about how often men go without telling someone when they're assaulted (women too, of course). 81% of women report sexual assault but only 35% of men report it.

Anywho, have a nice night y'all!

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Word Count: 3842

-Ashlyn Montgomery

Chapter 39: Flowers

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