“Let’s get you out of here first. Then I’ll help your mom, yeah?”
He nods as I unbuckled his seatbelt. Luckily, there was nothing keeping them trapped.
After I set him down next to the little girl, I ran back for their mom.
I thought about it, I thought about going back for Gracie, but she’d never forgive me. I needed her but the kids needed their mother.
When I made it back over to the woman, I gave her a small shake. Her muttered groans told me she was alive.
I checked her over and made sure she was able to be moved and then I tugged her free, dragging her away from the car before I lifted her into my arms and carried her over to her two children. My heart leaped a tiny fraction in hopes I still had time. But before we made it, the explosion happened and I threw my body over hers.
Both vehicles went up in flames, and the smoke was so heavy I couldn’t see. I just laid there, sheltering the woman. Once the smoke cleared, I noticed the kids were safe but cried while they clung to each other.
The kids ran over to her and threw their small bodies into their mother as she held them and cried sobs of relief.
“Thank you! Thank you for saving my babies!” She cried into her children while the sound of sirens filled the night.
But there was nothing left of me.
Empty.
Shattered.
I fell to my knees. A yell of pain echoed throughout the night, drowned out by the closing sirens and fire.
I cried. Screamed. It hurt so bad I couldn’t breathe. Until there was nothing left.
And that was the night I died along side of Gracie.
TWENTY-SEVEN
HUSH
I shudder from my tears, not being able to control it. I cover my face, sobbing into them like it’s all I have left. Soft hands enclose over top of mine before peeling them away ever so slowly.
Danika slips onto my lap, straddling me with her delicately beautiful body. She leans over me tenderly kissing away each tear and catching them like a bucket in the rain. With each kiss I close my eyes, paralyzed from the feel of her lips on my skin. It’s as if with each kiss she’s healing the wounds, patching every memory inside me until I’m glued back together.
“You did the right thing by saving those children, Liem. You did the right thing,” she whispers, but nothing but guilt floors me.
With only her uniform skirt and those thin panty hose underneath, I can feel her on top of me. Feel her warmth seeping through my jeans and that’s when for the first time, the numbness I’ve been carrying vanishes and I’m left with a dick twitching response.
I let out a soft, longing hiss shutting my eyes, trying to push down this feeling I’ve lost so many years ago. But it’s nearly impossible because the more Danika grazes my cheeks with her full lips, I grow even harder. Yearning for more.
Her pussy brushes along my hard dick sending me through a spiral.
“Liem.” Her feather-like voice sends me over the edge, and my cock is fully ready for her.
She gasps, then shudders with a moan as she throws her head back, her breasts pushing forward and her hair falling overher shoulders, cascading down her back. She moves ever so slightly trying to cause that friction between us, but my hands move to stop her.
It happened so fast, I couldn’t stop it. It’s like I lost control, and they have a mind of their own.
Stupid fucking hands.
She pauses, catching me off guard. “Shit. I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to—”
“Shhh. It’s okay.” Pain vibrates in my chest.
It’s not her.
