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  “I should spank you. You’re half-assing it today,” Robert yells over the treadmill. I felt like I was dying. I was completely exhausted and in no shape to be in the gym. After the episode in Grayson’s office, Garfield had me type up a couple depositions that I had to rush over to the courthouse before it closed. It was freezing today, and I felt like an icicle by the time I reached the court doors. Then I had to run over to the deli to pick up sandwiches for Grayson and Lewis because they were putting in another late night of work, and Grayson didn’t want me to stay because he knew today was a gym day. He can be really sweet when he wants to.

  “I had a long day at work,” I gripe.

  Coming over, he presses the big red stop button on the machine and I slow with it until it stops. “You do look kinda pale, are you okay? You’re not, you know?” He asks with a face full of concern.

  “No,” I blurt out. “At least, I don’t think I am. It’s freezing out. My body must be reacting to the temperature drop.”

  “How about we do a light workout today? You’ve been doing great and deserve a light day.”

  “Sure,” I agree. Who am I to turn down a light day? Everyday I come here, he works me like a drill sergeant and I’m a private in basic training. Just because he likes me doesn’t mean he goes easy on me.

  Following him over to the hand weights, a chick with nothing on but short spandex shorts and a sports bra knocks her sharp elbow into my side and I groan, folding over.

  “Oh, I’m sorry,” she says in a sickly sweet voice. “I’m such a clutz.”

  Robert gives the redhead a dirty look and rushes over to me, gently pressing his finger into my side. When I wince, he leads me over to a set of chairs and makes me take a seat. “I’m going to get you some ice, hold on.”

  As soon as he leaves, Bimbo Barbie is right on me. “I don’t know who you are but Robby is mine. Stay away from him or I’ll make your life hell.” With that, she flounces off like she didn’t just shank me with her elbow and threaten me right afterwards.

  “Who is she?” I ask him as soon as he returns with the ice.

  “Cathy. I made the mistake of going out with her once. Worst mistake of my life. She acts like the queen bee in here and threatens everyone who gets close to me,” he explains. I can tell he feels bad but he could have said something.

  “A little warning would have been nice. That bitch is batshit.”

  “I know and I’m sorry. I thought if I told you, you wouldn’t want to give me a chance. It was wrong of me.”

  “Damn straight it was. You’re lucky you’re cute or I’d make you pay,” I tease. With a face like that, he’s so easy to forgive.

  “Make me pay how?” He asks, but I’m not focused on the question. Instead, I’m focused on the heated look in his sandalwood eyes. The way his body is moving closer when finally his lips brush against mine. The kiss is innocent at first, but then I move with his lips and open up for him. He growls in my mouth before kissing me like a man dying of thirst and I’m the only source of water for miles around.

  “Consider myself thoroughly chastised,” he murmurs against my lips and I laugh.

  “Come on, before your stalker comes back,” I tell him. He helps me up and after seeing me wince again, he decides to call it a night. We go to our favorite coffee shop where he tells me all about Cathy and her crazy antics. I’m so enthralled in him, I don’t see Grayson until he’s right at our table and the look on his face makes me wish I was paying more attention to my surroundings.

  “Fancy seeing you here, Jade. I thought you’d be at the gym.”

  “I was until an incident happened. You know Robert, my trainer?”

  “We’ve met,” he says dryly. “Why are you at the coffee shop with him looking all cozy instead of working out?” His voice has a razor edge to it, and I almost want to shrink back from the anger broadcasting in his eyes. Is this asshole actually jealous?

  “I told you, something happened so we came here. Why aren’t you at the office with Lewis?” I counter.

  “We needed more coffee and this was the closest place still open. But that’s irrelevant right now. I’m more concerned of why it looks like my surrogate is out on a date when she’s contracted not to. Do you want me to take you in for contempt of court?” He growls.

  “Hey man, don’t you think you’re making this out to be bigger than it is? She got hurt in the gym, so we came here. That’s it.”

  “Hurt how?” he asks, his face instantly morphing from blazing balls angry to concern right before my eyes.

  “Nothing to make a big deal out of. One of Romeo’s admirers over here shanked me with her boney elbow. My side is a little sore but I should be fine,” I explain.

  “Maybe you should get another trainer if shit like this happens,” McHottie suggests.

  “That won’t be necessary,” Robert says, narrowing his eyes. “I’ll make sure to keep a closer eye on Jade so this never happens again.”

  “I don’t know if I want to risk her. If she were pregnant with my child, that bitch could have done some serious damage.”

  Jumping up out his chair, Robert gets right in Grayson’s face. “Is that all Jade is to you? A tool for breeding? You and your wife dictate her life, basically keep her locked up, and only let her out when it benefits you.”

  “Hey, you guys,” I say, stepping in between them. They were making a scene and I didn’t think a Royal Rumble in the coffee shop would be good. “I’m safe. I’m not as hurt as I made it out,” I lie. Turning to Robert, I cup his cheeks and look him straight in the eyes. “This is what I signed up for. You said you were willing to wait, remember?”

  His breathing slows until he finally nods and blows out the breath he was holding in. “Come on, Jade. I’ll take you back to the hotel,” Gray demands, not giving me much of a choice.

  Not caring McHottie is looking, I stand on my tip toes and kiss Robert on the cheek. “I’ll see you tomorrow,” I tell him, giving his hand a quick squeeze before turning back to Grayson. He’s not happy. Not one bit and I know once we get back to the hotel room, I’m going to pay, but I don’t care. He has Nichole and despite how close we’ve gotten these past couple months, I’ll leave this arrangement with no one.

  11

  Grayson

  I’m so pissed, I can’t even think straight. It’s not until we get back to the hotel that I turn on her, pushing her into the wall and caging her in.

  “Tomorrow, you will go up to the front desk and ask for another trainer,” I demand.

  “No,” she answers, defying me. Her eyes blaze like green fire and I want so very much to get burned.

  “No,” I repeat. “What makes you think you have a choice? I’m the one who pays for his sessions. I’ll just stop payment if you don’t do what I ask, and then we’ll see if your little boyfriend will stick around. He’s nothing but a gigolo. A player. Do you really think you’re the first chick he’s pulled this shit on?” I know I’m being a dick but I can’t help it. When I first entered the coffee shop and saw the two of them cozied up together, all I could see was red. I wanted to snap his neck and spank her ass until it turned as red as my anger.

  “Then I’ll pay for the sessions out of my own pocket. You don’t own me, Grayson,” she yells, poking me in my chest with her finger.

  “That’s where you’re wrong, raven. I told you already. All this,” I say, pulling her body close to me, “is mine.” Slamming my lips on her, I bite and kiss her deeply, branding myself into her soul. Robert isn’t who she wants, who she needs, I am. I know I’m being irrational, nor do I have any right to lay a claim on her, but I can’t seem to help it as my common sense has left on vacation without a goodbye. Ever since I jumped aboard this crazy train, all of my actions have been the same theme, non-stop borderline insane. I’m mad, you’re mad; I’m just waiting for the man wearing a tophat offering me tea, crazy.

  “Grayson,” she moans against my lips.

  Taking my hand, I cup her sex and she moans loud
er. Moving it inside her leggings, I find my treasure and dip my finger inside the chest, finding her soaked.

  “Are you wet for me or him?” I growl, sounding more animal than man.

  “You, always fucking you,” she cries and I can tell she hates the admission.

  “Damn straight.” Pulling that damn leather jacket off, I throw it on the floor. She’s wearing an oversized sweatshirt and I stop kissing her long enough to pull it over her head. Her sports bra follows before I impatiently tug off her leggings with her panties in one go, leaving her beautiful body bare before me.

  Dropping to my knees, I pull her close and go to town worshipping her pussy. I love the way she tastes, sweet like blueberries with a slight bitterness. Her scent is alluring and when her temperature rises like this, it’s always stronger.

  “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” she says over and over again, her brain too fried to think of another word. Adding my fingers, I fuck her in the same rhythm as my tongue until she’s screaming and exploding in my mouth. Like a kitten licking the cream, I eat her up, cleaning her with my tongue until I pick her up and throw her onto the bed. I watch her body bounce, the sight reminding me of her luscious tits bouncing when she rides my dick. I’m already hard as a rock and if I dont sink myself into her tight channel soon, I’ll burst. Just looking at her body makes me want to mark her with my seed and claim her as mine.

  “Get on all fours, raven,” I order and she quickly moves to do my bidding.

  Despite how much I want to fuck her, I take my time removing my clothes. I want her to wait, build up her arousal, have her crazy with need just like I am right now. Turnabout is fair play after all. Taking off my tie, I move behind her and pull her hips towards me, moving her delectable ass closer. I take the tie and cover her eyes, tying it tight enough to stay on but not hurt her then I play with her pussy, rubbing the top of my dick against her wet folds. As she moans, I ask in a taunting voice, “What do you want, raven?”

  “You, fuck, all I want is you,” she admits, making me smile.

  “How do you want me?” I question. Pushing inside her, I only go as deep as my mushroom tip before pulling back out. She cries out, outraged, and I swear if she could kill me right now she would.

  “I need you inside me. I want you to fuck me hard and fast, Grayson.”

  “Your wish is my command, raven.” Before the last word leaves my mouth, I’m slamming inside her, sinking into her all the way to my balls. This is not going to be slow and easy. This is a fuck to prove a point. I ram into her relentlessly, slamming inside her channel as I brand her cunt with my dick. My grip on her hips is tight, nearly bruising.

  I’ve fucked her a couple times before, but never this demanding or out of control. My thrusts are quick as I pummel her pussy into submission. Soon, Robert will be nothing but a distant memory. Her cries thrill me, egging me on as I get my point across again and again.

  “Who’s pussy is this?” I growl. She garbles an answer but it’s unclear.

  “Who’s pussy is this?” I repeat louder, pulling on her hair hard enough to make her back arch and her ass stick out.

  “Yours,” she screams, cumming all over my dick.

  “Fuck, yes it is.” I continue pounding into her, loving the way her body responds to me manhandling her. With Jade, I never have to be careful. I can pound into her the way I want, not holding anything back. I have this monster in me that needs to be let out from time to time and Jade’s body never disappoints when he comes out to play. When she moves back against my dick, fucking herself with me, I lose my shit and explode deep inside her. We collapse on the bed and I pull my tie off.

  “Never forget who you belong to,” I murmur between my heavy breaths. She goes to nod before she stops suddenly and bolts off the bed like her ass is on fire. Following her into the bathroom, I hear her hurling her guts in the toilet.

  She’s on her knees, a far different picture than when she was on them earlier with her plump lips wrapped around my dick. Not knowing what to do, I rub her back until she gets it all out. Once done, she goes to the sink and rinses her mouth before she brushes her teeth. Her skin is paler than I have ever seen before and her green eyes have lost some of their shine.

  “Tomorrow, I’m going to make you an appointment for the doctor,” I tell her once I have her settled back onto the bed. She’s shaking and I don’t like how pales she is. It’s been getting colder out and she could be sick, or pregnant. The wayward thought comes to mind.

  “I’ll be fine. I think I’m just coming down with something,” she says in a soft voice.

  “Still, I’ll feel better once you get checked out.” I don’t give her a chance to argue, plus she’s too out of it anyways. Before I’m completely dressed, she’s already fallen asleep.

  Before leaving, I kiss her on the forehead and set my reminder to make her an appointment on my phone. Then I call Lewis to let him know something came up and I won’t be coming back to the office tonight. I drive home thinking about Jade, wondering what I’ll do if she is indeed pregnant. If so, my job here is done. There will be no more late night visits or office excursions. Despite my possessive show back there, she isn’t mine. Nichole is, and I love her, but what about Jade? I don’t know what I feel about her, but what I do know is that it’s more than business, even more than a friend.

  As soon as I come home, I take a shower and brush my teeth. Even though I have permission to fuck Jade, I’m sure Nichole doesn’t want me coming home smelling like her. When I dress, I go off looking for her and find her curled up in the foyer reading a book.

  “I think Jade is pregnant,” I say in a way of greeting. She looks up and I immediately run to her. She looks awful, just as pale as Jade was with a tinge of green. “Are you okay? You’re not getting sick, are you? Maybe Jade isn’t pregnant and there’s something going around.”

  “I’m fine. Mary had the flu and I think I may have caught a virus from her,” she answers. “What’s this about Jade being pregnant? Did you guys take a test?”

  “No, she got sick tonight,” I reply vaguely. No need to give her all the details.

  “We can get her a test or make her an appointment to be sure,” she offers.

  “I told her we’ll make an appointment. I’ll be at Lewis’ all day tomorrow, going over the case we’re working on so you’ll have to do it, plus that’s a woman thing anyways,” I say smiling. I go in to kiss her, but she moves away, which hurts for a second.

  “I don’t want you to get sick,” she explains quickly, too quick.

  “Are you sure nothing else is going on?” I ask, narrowing my eyes. She’s been acting so secretive lately and I don’t like it.

  “I’m fine, I promise. It’s the flu season, with my low immune system I was bound to catch something. Quit worrying.”

  “Okay,” I reply reluctantly. “Did you eat? I can make you something.”

  “I’m fine. I think I’ll finish a couple more chapters before going off to bed,” she answers and I leave her to it.

  When I finally make it into bed, I toss and turn all night. Something is going on with Nichole, I just know it, but what? Is she sicker than she’s letting on? No, if something serious was going on she’d tell me, at least I think she would. This last year Nichole has turned into a whole different person I do not recognize. Bringing Jade in, damn near pushing me out the door to cheat on her, seeing Jade as a means to an end instead of a person with real feelings. This is not my wife. Has cancer eaten away something in her? Something vital? Her empathy is seriously flawed, and I hate not knowing what’s really going on with her. Maybe I should take some time off and be around more. With work, I have left her to her own devices. I want to prove to her that despite her beating cancer, I’m still here for her. I always will be.

  12

  Jade

  I’m nervously tapping my foot as I sit in the warm waiting room with Nichole. This morning when I woke up, I didn’t feel any better. I think I spent at least thirty minutes in the bathroom, h
urling my guts out. I didn’t even want to eat breakfast, which clued me in that something was definitely wrong with me. Even when I’m sick, I can always eat.

  “Will you stop that? You act like they are going to tell you you’re dying,” Nichole whisper-yells. Unlike me, she looks right at home in this fancy waiting area. Her skin looks fresh, her hair perfectly coiled behind her. The cream sweater she is wearing is cashmere, her jeans designer. In fact, she looks so put together, I wouldn’t think she is sick. Grayson texted me this morning letting me know Nichole will take me to my appointment and to be careful because she may have the flu.

  “Who knows, they might. I feel like shit,” I mutter and the lady sitting across from us gives me a scathing look. She’s the same lady that looked me up and down with disdain when we first walked in. Sure I could have chosen a better outfit to wear than my AC/DC band t-shirt and ripped jeans, but I didn’t think anyone would care at the doctor’s office on a Saturday. Guess I was wrong. After catching her eyeing my neck tattoo for the hundredth time, I turn my body towards Nichole.

  “Language Jade. Cursing is not good for the baby,” she chastises.

  “I highly doubt the baby can hear me and that’s even if I’m pregnant. I could be like you and just have the flu.”

  “We’ll see,” she murmurs before going back to her magazine.

  After what feels like forever, we finally get called back. First, the triage nurse sees us, taking my blood pressure and temperature before handing me a cup to pee in. Lucky for them, I had to pee and I was able to fill it with no problems. Then she leads us to an empty exam room and asks me to change into the gown provided.

  “I can leave if you want privacy,” Nichole says and I wave her concern away.

  “It doesn’t bother me if you stay,” I tell her before I start to pull my clothes off. My side hurts like hell and I had a nasty bruise from Robert’s psycho fan. I swear the next time I see her, it will take everything in me to not chuck a weight at her. When I look at Nichole, I see she’s gazing at my body and I thought it was my tattoos that had her attention until I notice the finger size bruises on my hips. Blushing, I quickly pull on the gown and tie it.