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I laughed and kissed her cheek. “Love you T.”

“Love you girl.”

Travis booted me out of the way, so he could hug Tanner. They hadn’t gotten a chance to talk since we got back, so Maverick and I hovered over by the couch to give them some privacy.

Doc came and checked us out. Both of us were dehydrated and needed some fluids. My ribs were bruised, but not broken and I had lost some weight. He wasn’t too concerned, but he did say my urine look a little too dark which could be from the dehydration, so he wanted to run a few tests. Especially when I told him about my symptoms the last few weeks. Other than that, he prescribed rest, lots of water, and some mild pain meds for my ribs. Tanner ended up coming out a little better than me. Her shoulder was still bruised pretty good and she was dehydrated, but all in all we were both looking at a short recovery. Physical recovery that is. I’m not sure how long our psychological recovery will take, but with the support of our family and each other I think we can beat it. Doc said test results would take a couple of days and he would get back with us, so we left Maverick’s room and traveled downstairs to the kitchen. Ember and mom had our favorite foods scattered across the kitchen island.

“Baby, you need to eat something. Doc said you lost weight.” Travis pulls out a bar stool for me and helps me climb on.

“I know, I was there.” I quip.

He leans down low, close to my ear. “That mouth of yours,” he whispers playfully.

I smirk and reach for a slice of pepperoni pizza.

If I recall correctly, he’s pretty fond of my mouth.

Chapter 25

Travis

Dani finally ate something, so I slipped out of the kitchen while she had some girl time with Tanner, her mom, and Ember. Maxi showed up too. She was a blubbering mess as she attacked both girls with one of her signature hugs. I escaped upstairs. Things seemed to have settled down and I needed a minute. Collapsing in my office chair, I spun around and tilted my head back. She’s safe, she’s mine, and those motherfuckers are dead. I repeat this, giving my brain time to catch on so my muscles can relax and I can breathe right again. Our only problem is Viper. He’s still MIA. I spun my chair again and glanced over at my bed. I pictured her laying there. That long brown hair and legs for days, wrapped up in my sheets. The memory of the first time I let go comes flooding back. The night I finally couldn’t hold on any longer. I kept my distance, tried to let her “move on” as she put it. Tanner was here and I was staying away, but just like always, there was that force.

Three months ago

Dani eyes me as some punk ass kid hangs all over her. Jazmine is currently dry humping my leg, so I really don’t have room to talk. But it still pisses me the fuck off. We’ve been doing this song and dance for a while now. I stay away. Until something happens and I’m forced, or on occasion, insert myself into a situation where I’m alone with her. I must be gluten for punishment. To put myself in that position with someone I can’t have. To be that close to someone who would give every piece of herself to me if I asked her to. It’s been a while since I’ve had a lapse in judgment. And judging by the way this scrawny fucker has his hands on her, I have a feeling tonight I will be lapsing for sure.

Jazmine gets bored since I’m not giving her enough attention and pouts as she sashays over to Romeo. I’m giving this kid one more chance. If his lips hit hers in any way, I’m fucking done.

And he blew it.

I slam my bottle down.

Tank flinches and follows my eyes. “Poor kid,” he chuckles.

I storm over and yank the kid off of her by the collar. “I think it’s time for you to go,” I growl as I drag him to the front door.

Luckily there are a shitton of people here and not everyone is paying attention to my tantrum.I toss the kid out and turn to Dani.

“Get upstairs,” I ordered.

She smirks.

“Daniella, if I have to drag you, I will.”

She tilts her head to the side and smiles as she brushes past me and up the stairs.

She knows exactly what she’s doing.

“My room,”I bark.

She glances over her bare shoulder and takes a right into my room. She’s wearing a tube top and a tight mini skirt that’s had my dick hard all night. Which is beyond fucked up. We’ve kept it civil and played our roles. Especially with my sister here now. Since the night at Maxi’s, I haven't touched her. Maybe I just need to get it out of my system. Just one time.

Once I step into the room, I slam the door. I can feel my control slipping as I stalk towards her.

“You like taunting me Daniella?”

She twirled a piece of her brown hair. “Doesn’t taste too good, does it?”

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