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Dark Secrets.
Hello! I’m back. I have finally finished school which means I can spend more time on writing which I am very happy about. J Massive thank you to my patient readers … I hope this helps make up for the wait. Let me know ….
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“Be … Bella?” Cain’s voice filled the room; all I could do was stare. “Bella? What are you looking at? Do I have something on my face?” He smiled my lopsided smile as squeezed me hand.
“Oh … I just can’t … you’re here …”
“That I am,” He chuckled at my lack of words, “Bells, breath. Babe, just breath.” With my teeth gritted, I sucked in as much air as I could, telling myself that this was all just a dream and any minute that he would go back to sleep; that my mind was playing tricks on me due to the lack of rest I had gotten recently.
“Holy fuck, this bed is uncomfortable! Hey, are there any hot nurses around this place?” Lifting his head, he looked around me, trying to sneak a peek through the blinds.
“It is you; you really are awake…” I raised my free hand to stroke his bruises cheek, “You’re really here and I’m not imagining it.” I smiled at my own comment as I was not going mad after all. Cain lightly pinched my arm causing me to look at him questioningly.
“Yup babe, you really are awake and I really am here. I told you I would never leave you again; not now I have just got you back.” He bit his lip to silence his moan as he shifted his weight over so I could lie next to him. He wrapped his long arms around me safely and inhaled a sharp breath. “No matter what happens from this moment on, it’s all about you and me, okay? I will do everything in my power to love and protect you Bella, I promise. I really do …”
I hugged his arm that crossed over my chest with every bit of energy and strength I had as we lay there, letting the tears flow freely. I felt his shoulder shifts and felt his eyes watching me, his eyelids drooping slightly; giving him a ‘stoned’ look. I twisted my neck to look back, and giggled; his deep chuckles joining mine before turning into throaty laugh which filled his empty room. His laugh was infectious and soon had me clinging on to the railings of his bed for support.


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