He didn't say the words, but I felt them. I felt them through his kiss, through his hands on my side. I felt it in the way he held me tightly against him, and the way his eyes stared at me tenderly when he pulled away. Our kiss was broken, but the message was clear. I wanted to give him all of me, and take all of him. I would be happy with this, if he would.
"Take care of me." I pressed my forehead against his, linking my fingers behind his neck. "In every way," I added, hoping he understood what I meant.
"Not here, not like this. When I take care of you in that way, Lisa, it'll be magical. You deserve more than a locker room fuck. I'll show you."
I had never felt so turned on by a promise of pleasure as I had now. His voice alone made me quiver with want as he spoke those words.
I couldn't wait to see what he had planned for me…for us.
"Where's auntie?" I asked Abi as I hid behind her small blanket. "Here I am!" I popped out with a smile.
Her little happy squeals were music to my ears, reminding me why I was doing what I was doing.
For her. For him. For them.
There was no way in hell I would let Dad hurt them…any of them. I would marry Chris and I would endure his abusive ways until I could defend myself. I promised Davis my time away from Chris, and I planned to keep that promise.
Chris and I were to see each other this afternoon. He tried to get me to come to his place, but a public setting was best for now. Seeing how violent he got last time, I knew I needed to keep him away from any closed doors.
I convinced him to go to a car show with me. He seemed to be a car enthusiast, but I was certain that for him it was more for show than an actual passion. He seemed the type to talk out of his ass when he didn’t know shit. Still, it was what saved me from meeting him at his home. I sighed, realizing it was time for me to go already.
"I better go. Don't want to be late for my date," I told Lucas.
Liv was at work as usual on a Monday afternoon. Liv worked hard, but man, did she love it. I had seen the smile she sported when she would get home from work. She would immediately tell Lucas anything and everything she could tell him. She loved her job, and she was damn good at it. I was happy to see her being so successful while raising a child with Lucas.
Lucas had turned out to be an amazing father. I figured he would be by the way he had always protected everyone. He met others’ needs before his own. Abi was well taken care of when Lucas was around. He took her from me, kissing her little forehead.
"When am I going to meet this Chris that has been stealing you away so much?" He asked me with an arched brow.
"I am not sure. Sometime soon, perhaps?"
I honestly didn't want Chris around any of them now that I knew what he was really like. I definitely wouldn’t let him near Abi again. He fooled me a little too well on our shopping trip with her.
"Alright. I'll hold you to that. We'll see you tomorrow?"
I often visited Abi and Lucas when Liv was out. I enjoyed helping him so he could get some work done, too. This way, he would have time with Liv when she got home. I needed their life to be perfect. I planned to live vicariously through them. Maybe I could pretend I had this perfect life, with a perfect love.
I was so happy for my brother. He deserved it.
"But of course! I'll never miss a date with little miss Abi."
I poked her chubby cheek, loving the feel of her soft, squishy skin against my finger.
I want a baby.
"What about me? Are you just using me for my daughter?"
"Well, duh!" I smirked as I peered at him from the open door. "Abi is obviously the only reason I visit."
I winked, giggling as I made my way to the car. I tried to keep my mood up by listening to songs that kept me happy. Iko Iko by Justin Wellington, played as I drove, tapping on the steering wheel, singing and dancing. I sported a wide smile when I reached Chris' home.
We said we would meet here and take his car to the show. He wanted to show off, but the thing is, this car show didn’t care that much about fancy cars. It cared about the car's capabilities, and about the classics.
I didn't see Chris waiting for me outside and my stomach dropped as I realized I would have to knock on his door. I tried to keep my mood light as I approached the thick, black door. My smile faded, replaced by a small smirk that I had to fight to keep.
My heart was pounding so loudly I could hear it thrumming in my ears. I knocked on the door and was immediately greeted by the same girl as yesterday. Her hair wasn't as neat this time as if she had just been working hard.
"Hello madam, the young master is waiting for you in his office. I shall take you," she greeted me. She didn't smile this time like she had before. In fact, I'd say her smile had faltered.
