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“Remember baby,” Bob said, putting his hands on her shoulders. “You got this.” She took a couple more deep breaths as she nodded her head. “Just picture in your head that we are home, I’m playing my guitar while you sing. No one else in the room, just me and you, and the music. Alright?”
“Alright.” Melinda said, nodding her head. “Just me and you, and the music.”
“That’s right baby,” Bob said, smiling. “Let’s go but first,” He looked around real quick, seeing no one. He looked back at her with a big smile on his face. “Kiss me.” Melinda giggled and nodded. He took her face in his hands, giving her a gentle kiss before letting her go. “I love you baby.”
“I love you too mi armor (my love).” Melinda said, smiling. “Okay, let’s go.”
“Let’s go,” Bob said, nodding his head before turning her around and following her back to the room. “Remember you got this.”
“I got this,” Melinda said, taking a deep breath before going into the room while Bob and Tangerine waited outside. “Ms Gates,” She smiled at her. “I want you to meet a couple of my colleagues. Is that alright?”
“I…don’t know.” Katherine said, getting nervous.
“It’s alright sweetheart.” Lemon said, sitting down next to her and taking her hand. “I’ll be right here.”
“Okay.” Katherine said, smiling at him before looking at Melinda. “I would love to meet them.”
“Alright.” Melinda said, smiling as she went back to the door. “Okay, come on in.” She walked back over to Katherine as Tangerine and Bob walked in. “This here is Agent Ford.” Tangerine nodded his head. “And Agent Dillon.” Bob nodded his head.
“Hello.” Katherine said, nodding her head before leaning towards Lemon. “Do I.. know them?”
“No, sweetheart but that’s okay.” Lemon said, giving her a friendly smile. “They want to know about the hospital you used to work at, in Lawrence.”
“Lawrence?” Katherine said, as she started mumbling to herself. “Lawrence? Kan…Kansas.” Lemon nodded her head. “Lawrence Kansas.” She started rubbing the side of her head. “I’m sorry, I can’t.” She started getting frustrated . “I can’t…” She put her head down. “I can’t remember. I can’t..”
“Shhh, it’s okay.” Lemon said, patting her hand. “It’s okay.”
“Ms Gates,” Bob said, stepping forward as she looked back up.. “Your…” He looked over at Lemon as he nodded his head. “Husband,” Bob looked back at her. “Say that you would like to dance with him to your wedding song.”
“Oh yes.” Katherine said, nodding her head. “But I’m afraid.” She looked over at her record player. “It’s broken.”
“I see you have a guitar right over there.” Bob said, looking in the corner. “If you like, I can play the song while Agent Northman,” He looked over at Melinda. “Sings it. She has a lovely singing voice and I’m pretty good on the guitar.”
‘What do you think?” Katherine said, looking over Lemon. “Would that be alright?”
“I think that would be a wonderful idea.” Lemon said, smiling.
“Okay.” Katherine said, turning to them and smiling. “Yes, if you guys would be so kind.”
“We’ll love to.” Bob said, smiling. “Just give me a bit to tone up the guitar and we’ll start.”
“Okay,” Katherine said, getting excited.
Bob went over to the guitar and took a seat next to it. He picked it up and started toning it up. Katherine started talking to Lemon about the wedding day and everyone that attended. Melinda looked over at Tangerine and shifted her eyes to the nurse and back to him. Tangerine nodded his head and walked over to the nurse that was standing by.
“Hello,” Tangerine said, offering his hand as he looked at his nametag. “Miguel, I’m Agent Ford.” They shook hands. “Would you mind giving us the room for a bit?”
“I’m not supposed to leave her alone,” Miguel said, as he looked at her and went back to Tangerine. “On account of how bad she can get.”
“Don’t worry,” Tangerine said, leaning in closer. “We’ll keep an eye on her.” That’s when he noticed the smell. “How about this,” He reached into his jacket and pulled out his cigarette case. He took one out and put the case back. “Won’t you have a quick smoke?” He offered him the cigarette.
“Oh man,” Miguel said, letting out a sigh as he shook his head. “I really shouldn’t.”
“Come on now,” Tangerine said, smiling. “What can possibly happen during a quick smoke break, am I right?”
“Yeah,” Miguel said, nodding his head. “You're right.” He took the cigarette. “Thanks man.”
“Anytime.” Tangerine said and Miguel took off. “Agent Dillon, you ready?”
“I am.” Bob said, nodding his head.
“Come on darlin,” Lemon said, standing up as he took Katherine’s hand. “Dance with your husband.”
She blushed as she allowed Lemon to help her up. They went to the center of the room and got into the dancing potion as they smiled at one and another. Bob started playing the melody and they slowly started dancing. Melinda closed her eyes and started singing.
“Your eyes, so crisp, so green. Sour apple baby, but you taste so sweet. You got hips like Jagger and two left feet and I wonder if you’d like to meet. Your voice is velvet through a telephone. You can come to mine, but both my roommates are home. Think I know a bar where they would leave us alone and I wonder if you’d take it slow.”
“Oh, we’re dancin’ in my livin’ room and up come my fists. And I say I’m only playing, but the truth is that I’ve never seen a mouth that I would kill to kiss. And I’m terrified, but I can’t resist. And I said, beautiful stranger, here you are in my arms and I know. That beautiful strangers only come along to do me wrong. And I hope, beautiful stranger, here you are in my arms. But I think it’s finally, finally, finally, finally, finally safe, for me to fall.”
Katherine closed her eyes as she laid her head against Lemon’s chest. She started to remember their wedding day. The lights above them grew bright as the room around them darkened, causing a spot light effect on them dancing.
“Oh-oh-oh….”
Tangerine and Lemon looked at each other and looked up as sprinkling lights came down on him and Katherine. The lights changed Katherine’s outfit to her wedding dress and Lemon’s suit to a black tuxedo.
“Oh-oh-oh….”
They looked at Melinda, whose eyes were still closed as she got lost to the music. They looked over at Bob, who was just smiling at them as he nodded his head to the melody. They looked back at each other smiling at the wonder before them.
“I grab your hand and then we run to the car. Singin’ in the street and playin’ air guitar. Stuck between my teeth just like a candy bar and I wonder if it goes too far to say. I’ve never recognized a purer face. You stopped me in my tracks and put me right in my place. Used to think that lovin’ meant a painful chase. But you’re right here now and I think you’ll stay.”
“Oh, we’re dancin’ in my livin’ room and up come my fists. And I say, I’m only playing, but the truth is this. I never seen a mouth that I would kill to kiss. And I’m terrified, but the truth is this. I said beautiful stranger, here you are in my arms and I know. That beautiful strangers only come along to do me wrong. And I hope beautiful strangers only come along to do me wrong. And I hope, beautiful stranger, here you are in my arms. And I think it’s finally, finally, finally, finally, finally, safe for me to fall."
“Oh-oh-oh… Oh-oh-oh. Yeah, I think it’s finally, finally, finally, finally….”
The last notes slowly faded away as Melinda opened up her eyes. As they stopped swaying, Katherine took a deep breath and that’s when a glowing light appeared on her chest. The light started surging throughout her body as she took another deep breath. The light left her body and went to the floor, spreading out and restoring the room back to normal.
“What.. What was that?” Katherine said, pulling back as she opened up her eyes. “Trevos?” She looked up at Lemon, then she jumped back and out of his arms. “You are not my husband.” She looked at what he was wearing. “Why are you in my husband's tuxedo?” She looked down at herself. “And why am I wearing my wedding dress?” She looked up and around the room at them. “Who the hell are you people?”
“Ms Gates are you…” Miguel said, coming into the room he froze as they looked over at him. “Man, I knew I shouldn’t have taken that cigarette break.”
You're Supernatural Part 12
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Warning: Cussing. Violence. Mentions of Violet acts. Mentions of SA. Slight SA/Unwanted touching. Threats of harm. Threats of SA.
Smoke & Mirrors Part 13
She ran out the door and started running for the stairs as she heard him screaming for her to come back. Melinda reached her hand out for the railing at the top of the stairs. But she was shoved over and hit the ground hard as her head bounced off the ground. Her vision blurred out as she heard a loud ringing in her ears. She felt something wrapped around legs and started dragging her across the ground.
Then she was lifted off the ground and fling over something. She could feel her body swaying back and forth as she was being moved to somewhere else. The light around her started to get dimmer and she started hearing music playing. She felt herself stop moving and then she got thrown back onto the ground. Melinda let out a loud groan as she felt the pain go throughout her body. She moved her head back and forth, trying to make out where she was but nothing. A weird squealing metal nose started being heard overlapping the music.
Melinda lifted her head up as best she could towards the sound she was hearing. The noise stopped for a bit and then picked up again. It did this a few times as Melinda vision was finally coming back. She narrowed her eyes, trying to get a better look at what she was seeing. She could see a figure standing away from her and it was moving around, doing something. Melinda shook her head and tried again, finally her vision came back and she saw someone with their back to her working on a door. Her heart started to race as her breathing got heavy. She now realized where she was at and who she was with.
“Like it?” Jordan said, turning around to look at her and show her the latch he put on the door. “I thought we needed extra security.” He closed the latch. “And let’s not forget this.” He showed her a padlock. He placed it through the lop of the latch and then locked it in place. “There we go.” He pulled on it and it didn’t open back up. “Now we won’t get interrupted. And you” He pointed at her as he slowly walked over to her "my sexy little mama don’t try to leave me again.” Melinda sat up as she started scooting back. “Come baby, don’t make me chase you. After all” He put his arms out. “Where are you going to go?” He put his arms back down. “We’re all alone here. It’s just me and you. Daddy and” His lip curled up to a crooked smile. “His little fucking slut.” He started undoing his pants again. “Remind me, where do we leave off again?”
Melinda spun around as she got to her feet. She tried to make it to the bathroom to lock herself in. When a belt went around her neck and pulled her to him. She clawed at it as Jordan tightened his grip on it. He kicked the back of her leg, making her fall to her knees as he went with her. Jordan pulled on the belt with one hand, making her gasp for air as she leaned up against him. His free hand went around her body and slid into her panties.
“Fuck baby,” Jordan said, as he started pushing his fingers inside of her. “You're already soaking wet.” He chuckled. “I knew you were into some kinky shit. Such a little fucking slut for daddy huh?” He started moving his fingers in and out of her as he used his thumb to rub her clit. “Oh yeah, your such a little fucking slut for daddy.” He kissed the side of her face. “You know what baby? I’ll feel generous.” He started moving his fingers faster. “I’m going to make you cum and all use your sweet fucking juices to lube me up. And then” He brushed his lips against her ear as he whisper “Daddy is going to fuck his little fucking slut virgin asshole.” She started crying as she kept struggling. “Oh yeah baby, daddy is going to fuck that hole nice and good.”
“Help,” Melinda whispered. “Some…one…help.” She gasped for air as she started turning red. “Help.”
There was a thud against the door, making Jordan look behind him. Another thud went against the door, making it shake. Jordan pulled his hand out as he let the belt go. Melinda gasped for air as she went to the ground and started coughing. There was a thud against the door, but this time it popped some of the screws off the locks. Melinda looked over, seeing a bright light coming around the door frame. The music turned off and there was complete silence. Then one final thud to the door took the door down sending in blinding light into the room. There were footsteps and a dark figure coming into the light, then there he was, dressed up in his best suit.
“I’m here love.” Tangerine said, smiling down at her. “I’m here.”
Jordan got up and went after him, taking a swing at him. They started throwing punches at one and another as they cursed at each other. It seemed like Jordan was going to have the upper hand till Tangerine grabbed a hold of him and headbutted him. Then he reached down, one arm between Jordan’s legs and lifted him up in the air. He quickly flipped him over and slammed him through the coffee table. Jordan was completely knocked out and Tangerine went over to her.
“You're okay now love.” Tangerine said, kneeling down next to her. “I got ya.” He scooped her up in his arms. “I got ya.”
He held her tight as he carried her to the door. The light was too blinding for her, she had to close her eyes, shielding herself from the light.. When she opened them again Tangerine was sitting beside her. She sat up and looked around seeing she was in her room. She collapsed back to bed as she exhaled deeply.
“You alright there love?” Tangerine said, looking cornered. “You look like you were having a nightmare the way you were tossing around.” She put her hands on her face and covered up as she nodded her head. “Jordan?” She nodded her head. “It’s alright now, love. I'm here and he’s not.” She moved her hands from her face. “You're safe now, alright?” She nodded her head. “Want me to make you some coffee?”
“Yeah,” Melinda said, as she sat up. “Tangerine?”
“Yes love?” Tangerine said, nodding his head.
“How did you get into my house?” Melinda said and he grinned. “You took my spare keys didn’t you?”
“You mean these?” Tangerine said, showing her spare keys. “How else am I going to steal that beautiful car of yours.”
“I would be mad at you but,” Melinda said, smiling. “You did wake me up from a really really terrible, terrible nightmare.”
“Anytime love,” Tangerine said, then she reached out and grabbed the keys. “Oh come on love.” She shook her head. “That’s alright.” He stood up. “I made a copy of your keys already.” He chuckled when her jaw dropped. “Go on love, freshen up, I’ll make some coffee.” He started heading to the door as she got out of bed. “Want me to make some breakfast?”
“Yes please.” Melinda said as she headed to the bathroom.
“Alright love,” Tangerine called out as he went down the hallway. “I’ll be in the kitchen if you need me.”
Melinda took a longer shower than expected, but she was having a hard time taking those thoughts out of her head. When she got out, she changed into the clothes that he picked out for her from last night. She started smelling coffee when she stepped out of the bathroom. That’s when she saw he left her coffee on her nightstand.
“Yes.” Melinda said, walking over and picking it up to smell it. “Hmm, it smells so good.” She took a sip and smiled. “Yes, tons of sugar and cream, just the way I like it.” She started walking down the hallway. “Thank you for the coffee by the way.” She made her way to the kitchen. “How did you know this is how I take my coffee?” The mug slipped out of her hands and shattered on the floor, when she saw Tangerine on the kitchen floor.
“Because baby,” Jordan said, turning around as she looked up. “A good husband always remembers how his wife takes her coffee. Just like how I remember,” He started walking towards her. “Where we left off at.“ He stopped walking and leaned on the counter. “And I was about to fuck that virgin asshole of yours.” He smiled and he lunged at her, but she managed to move out of the way and start running for the bedroom. “MELINDA! GET YOUR FUCKING ASS BACK HERE!” She made it to the bedroom and locked the door. “MELINDA!” He started pounding at the door as she shoved the vanity over. “OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR MELINDA! OPEN IT! FUCKING OPEN IT!”
She ran over to her gun safe, trying to get it open but the lock wasn’t responding. Melinda started to panic as she kept trying to get the lock to recognize her thumb print. Jordan kept on screaming for her while he threw himself against the door. He somehow managed to start shoving the vanity over as he shoveled the door open a bit. Melinda ran over and pushed her weight against the vanity as she struggled to get it closed back up.
“YOUR MINE MELINDA!” Jordan yelled as he pushed back. “YOU PROMISE TO MARRY ME! YOU FUCKING BITCH! His hand busted through the door, almost grabbing her as she screamed. “YOU PROMISE TO HAVE MY BABY!” He pushed harder, making her slide back a bit. “YOU FUCKING PROMISE ME!” He pushed harder and harder, making her slide further back. “YOU HEAR ME! YOU FUCKING PROMISE ME!!!” He shoved one more time, making her fall to the floor as he busted into the room.
“There you are baby.” Jordan said as he grabbed her off the ground and kissed her hard. “Oh I fucking missed you baby.” He shoved her on the bed and jumped onto her. “I’ve missed you so much.” He ripped her shirt open as she started screaming for help. “You know what baby,” He pinned her arms to the bed. “I know I said I was going to fuck that nice tight ass of your but.” He smiled down at her. “I want that baby you promise me.” She started shaking her head. “That’s right my little mama.” He nodded his head. “I’m going to put a baby in you.” He took off his belt and then tied her hands with it and then he started to undo her pants. “I’m going to put a baby in you.” He pulled her pants and panties down. “I’m going to put my baby in you my sexy little mama.” He undid his pants and lowered them with his boxers, exposing his hard dick. “Ready baby?” He grabbed her legs tight as he placed them around his hips. “Because I know I am.”
She closed her eyes and braced herself. Then her record player kicked on and started to play. ‘I made the devil run. I gave him poison just for fun. I had one friend, now there’s none. I made the devil run.” Melinda's eyes snapped open as she looked up seeing no one there. She turned her head to her phone, on the night stand where the music was coming from.“I broke so many bones, but none of them were ever my own. They were an army, I was alone. I broke so many bones. I’m bad, as bad can be. So bad that it’s hard to believe. Oh, what they say about me.” She sat up and looked down to see who was calling and she sighs in relief as she answers it.
“Tangerine.” Melinda said, falling back to bed. “Am I still dreaming?”
“Why do you ask, love? Were you dreaming about me?” He chuckled. “Was it naughty? Come on, you can tell me love.”
“Sorry to disappoint you, but no.” Melinda said, sitting back up. “I was having one of those dreams within a dream type. Well more like a nightmare within a nightmare type starring my psychopathic ex .”
“Oh one of those,” He took a deep breath. “I normally have the one with endless rooms. No matter what window or door I go through there’s always another room.”
“Yeah, I get those too.” Melinda said, getting out of bed. “Ever had the ones when you try to leave the room and just keep going back into the same room over and over again?”
“Yeah, I get those too.”
“You think it’s too early to drink?” Melinda said, walking over to the bathroom. “Because I feel like I need a drink already.”
“Oh love, it’s never too early to drink. After all, it’s five o'clock somewhere.” She laughed. “You're laughing. You must be feeling better.”
“A little bit” Melinda said, putting him on speaker as she started taking off her clothes. “I’ll feel better after a quick shower.”
“Won’t you wait just a couple more minutes and I’ll join you, love.”
“Tangerine.” Melinda said, picking up her phone. “We’re supposed to be platonic, not lovers.”
“Who said we were going to do anything love? We’re in a drought, I’m just trying to do my part and save some water. Now if something does happen, I’m not going to stop it. I’m just going to let nature take its course. Also love, knock knock.”
“What?” Melinda said he hung up and there was knocking at her door. “Is he serious?” Melinda put her phone down and got her clothes back on. She quickly went to the front door and opened it, seeing Tangerine standing in black boots and jeans. He had a white dress shirt with sleeves rolled up, burgundy tie with a grey vest on. “You're still not showering with me.”
“Come on love,” Tangerine said, smiling. “We all got to do our part to save water.” He winked at her.
“That’s why I said a quick shower, not a long one.” Melinda said, stepping aside and letting him in. “So why are you stopping by so early?” She closed the door behind him. “Did the meeting get moved up?”
“I thought I would come by early to install this for you.” Tangerine said, he moved his hand from behind his back, showing her large box that was marked Ringer “I notice you don’t have one of these or even a bloody peephole on that door.” He showed her the back of it and what items it came with. “It will cover both the front and back doors, and garage door. It even has alarms for your windows and a few cameras you can put in the house. What do you think, love?”
“I appreciate it but you know,” Melinda said looking up at him. “You didn’t have to buy it or install it.”
“I know love, but friends do things for one another so,” Tangerine said, shaking the box. “I’m going to do this for you. I got my tools on me. All I need is your phone to hook everything up too.”
“Alright. I just have to go grab it out of the bathroom. Might as well start my shower while I’m at it.” Melinda said. She took off to the hallway, smiling as she went knowing Tangerine was right behind. Sure enough when she got to the bathroom she saw him in the mirror when she went in. She picked the phone up, unlocked it. “The code for it is 012479 if it goes off on you.”
“You're not worried I’m going to go through your phone love?” Tangerine said, before he leaned in. “You know how curious I can be.”
“Go ahead if you want.” Melinda said, shrugging her shoulders. “I don’t have anything to hide.” She started pushing him out the bathroom while she closed the door. “It’s not like I have a private folder or something.”
She closed the door and he heard the shower turn on. He headed out the bedroom and through the hallway but he stopped at the entrance way. He looked at the phone and looked over his shoulder to the bedroom. Tangerine went back to the phone and clicked on her photos. He saw photos of karaoke night, 118 stations, some nature pictures, and then her family pictures. He kept scrolling till he found what he was looking for.
“Oh so you do have a private fold.” Tangerine said, he looked over his shoulders again to the bedroom and back to the phone before clicking it open. “One photo?” He saw the photo of what she was wearing last night, but she was holding a piece of paper with writing on it. “What does this say?” He clicked on the image and read it out loud. “Dear Tangerine, I did this when you stepped out for that last smoke. Figure one day you’ll go through my phone like you did my closet. Sincerely Cheeky Little Minx. P.S. Look behind you.” He turned around and jumped. “Bloody fucking hell.” Melinda started laughing. “Oh, you're dead now love. Come here.” He went after her and she let out a playful scream as turned around to run for it. “Gotta ya.” He wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her off the ground a bit as he carried her to the bedroom. “Now you're going to get it, love.” He put her back on the ground and started tickling her, making her laugh as she tried to get him to stop. “Oh no love. This is what you get.”
“Don’ttttt.” Melinda said, laughing as she started going towards the ground. “Stopppp.”
“Don’t stop? Alright.” Tangerine said, making her laugh more as she sat on the floor. “You're going to behave yourself you cheeky little minx?” She shook her head. “No? Okay then.” He tickled her more as she slid down to her side and curled up into a ball. “Had enough?”
“Yes.” Melinda said, laughing as she nodded her head. “No more. No more.” He kept tickling her. “I’ll behave. I’ll behave.”
“That’s what I thought love.” Tangerine said he stopped tickling as she rolled to her back while she tried to get her laughter under control. He couldn’t help but smile, seeing how rosy her cheeks were from all the laughing. “You know,” he brushed her face. “You really do have a wonderful laugh, and that smile.” He smiled down at her. “It’s to die for.” He chuckled when he saw how redder her cheeks got. “Oh, and by the way love before I forget.” His face became serious. “That’s two scares I owe you. So,” He leaned his head down close to hers as he looked into her eyes. “You better watch your back, cheeky little mix. Because I’m gunning for you.” He pulled back, smirking down at her.
“Like I said before Tangerine,” Melinda said, sitting up and turning to him with a smirk. “I’m so scared.”
“Oh trust me love,” Tangerine said, leaning forward. “You're going to be scared.”
“Mmm-hmm I bet.” Melinda said, in a teasing tone as she got up and he got up too. “I’m going to take my shower now.” She started heading to the bathroom and spun around, seeing Tangerine right behind her with a smile on his face. “Alone.” He gave her a pouting face. “Stop.” She playfully shoved him back, making him chuckled. “When I get out, I’ll make us some coffee and breakfast, if you like some.”
"Sure love, that sounds good. Now enjoy your shower,” Tangerine said as he walked backwards. “Though you would enjoy it more with me in there with you.” She shut the door and locked it. “I’m just saying love.”
“I bet.” Melinda called out in a teasing tone.
Tangerine chuckled as he turned around and headed out her bedroom. He went down the hallway but stopped and turned his head, looking at the spare room. A wicked smile crossed his face as an idea popped in his head. He turned his attention back to where he was going and headed outside to his truck. Tangerine grabbed his tools from the back and went back inside to start getting to work on the Ringer. But the moment he heard her coming out of the bathroom. He hurried to put his plan into action.
“Hey Tangerine.” Melinda said, leaving her bedroom and headed down the hallway. “I was thinking of making migas. Had you..” Tangerine lunged out the spare room as he yelled, making Melinda scream as hugged the wall. He started laughing and she shoved him away, making him laugh more. “You asshole.”
“What love?” Tangerine said, smirking as he walked backwards. “Didn’t see that coming?” She scoffed. “One scared down, and one more to go.” He winked at her.
“Like I was saying,” Melinda said, with attitude as she followed him towards the kitchen, “Have you had migas before?"
“Can’t say I have, love,” Tangerine said, turning back around as they went into the kitchen. “What’s all in it?”
“It mainly has scrambled eggs mixed with tortilla chips, pico de gallo, and cheese.” Melinda said as she started getting the coffee going. “But everyone adds their own thing.” She started putting her hair up. “Mi abuela (My Grandma) Isabella is from Mexico and…” Tangerine started smiling, making her stop. “What?”
“Nothing love,” Tangerine said, continuing to smile as he walked over to her. “I just found that Spanish accent you did just now sounded rather cute and a bit,” He stopped right in front of her as he looked into her eyes. “Sexy.” She started blushing. “You should speak Spanish to me more often. Granted I don’t know Spanish very well since I took French in school, but I… won’t mind hearing it.” She looked away when she started turning redder. “You were saying love.”
“Yeah, uhh,” Melinda said, going around him and to the fridge. “She would add onions, green peppers, and chorizo.” She opened the fridge and started getting stuff out as he watched her closing. “She also drizzled on top of her homemade hotsauce.” She closed the fridge and started putting stuff on the counter. “I always loved that sauce, it wasn't too spicy and it had a sweet taste to it.”
“Sounds great love. Can’t wait to try it.” Tangerine said he went over and picked up the outside camera. “Bye the way I got the Ringer in the front install and the camera at the backdoor. I’m going to put this one above the garage lights. The ladder is in there right?” She responded with, mmm-hmm. “Alright love, I’ll be back in a few minutes.”
He grabbed his tools and headed back outside while Melinda started getting to work on breakfast. When Tangerine came back inside he was welcome with the smell of fresh coffee and the delicious aroma of food in the air. He took a deep breath through his nose and let it out with a smile. He put his tools down on the bench on the nook and then walked over into the kitchen as she started singing. His smile got bigger when he saw her at the stove, stirring the food around while she kept singing and swayed her body to it. He started finding himself fighting the urge to walk over to her and put his hands on her hips as he pressed his body up against hers. Swaying with her as she sang, all the while gently kissing her neck.
“Coffees done.” Melinda said, making Tangerine shake his head as he regained force. She looked over at him, “you okay?” He nodded his head. “Get yourself some coffee, food will be done in a minute.” She went back to the food as he went over to the coffee. “There’s sugar in the cabinet above it and creamer in the fridge if you need it.”
“No thanks love,” Tangerine said, grabbing one of the mugs she had out. “I prefer my coffee black.” He poured himself a cup. “Take it, you love your coffee really sweet?” She responded with mmm-hmm as he put the coffee down. “Let me guess, tons of sugar and creamer, with just a hit of coffee?” They turned to each other as they nodded with a big smile on her face. “Just like my mum and my brother.” She giggled a bit and went back to the food. “Want me to get you a cup, love?”
“Yes please.” Melinda said and he started preparing her cup. She started singing again when he went over to the fridge to get the creamer. He turned to her and reached out to try some of the food. “No,” She smacked his hand away and looked over at him “Tienes que esperar. (You have to wait.)” He grinned as he chuckled under his breath. She motioned her head. “Go” He went back to making her coffee while she finished up. They took everything to the table and sat down, she allowed him first bite. “How is it?”
“It’s really good love,” Tangerine said, smiling as he nodded his head. “Like real good. And the hotsauce.” He gave her the okay hand signal with a click from his tongue. “Top notch love.”
“Glad you like it,” Melinda said smiling as he started removing his tie and vest. “What? So good you got to strip down?”
“No love,” Tangerine said, chuckling. “Though it is delicious.” He put them on the chair next to him. He untucked his dress shirt and started to unbutton it. “I just know with my luck I’ll get this on my shirt and I'd rather it get on my tank top instead.”
As soon he pulled back on his dress shirt, Melinda's heart started racing. She saw how muscular his chest was and how it only had a very light patch of hair. He had broad shoulders that were toned. Then when he pulled back his arms to remove the shirt. She could see how muscular and toned the rest of his upper body was even through the tank top. He started taking his arms out of his sleeves and she can see his veins running up and down his neck, chest and arms. He tossed the dress shirt on the chair as he looked down at Melinda, seeing her blush.
“Like what you see love?” Tangerine said, making her snap out of it. “I can remove the tank top too if you like to get a better look.” He smirked as she turned beat red.
“Oh I…uhh.. I,” Melinda said, quickly looking down at her. “I wasn’t staring. I was..” She cleared her throat. “I was just admiring your tattoos, that's all.” He sat down, still smirking. “The one on your chest … is that a… crown?” She looked up and he nodded his head. “Is that random or does it have some meaning for you?’
“It has all the meaning in the world to me, love,” Tangerine said, pulling the tank top further aside, showing her the crown and the name under it. “Queenie, my mum.” He let the tank top go. “I have this for my dad.” He showed her his right inner forearm where he had a pair of boxing gloves with Dad written above it. “He was a boxer and owned his own boxing gym back in London.” He showed her his left inner forearm that had a bulldog, with a top at and an England flag. “Our English dog that passed away a few years ago, name London. And this is for a football club back home.” He showed his outer left forearm, which had a football club symbol. “And lasting, theses.” He showed her his wrists. “For two mates, me and Lemon grow up back home.” He put his arms down and picked up his fork. “Got anymore tattoos on you love?” He started eating.
“Yeah, I got one more put uh,” Melinda said, giggling a bit as she looked back down at her food. “It’s hidden.” Tangerine started choking on his food and her head shot up. “Oh my god are you okay?” He waved her off as he grabbed his coffee and started drinking. “Are you good?” He put the drink down and nodded his head. “You were thinking I have one downstairs don’t you?” He smiled. “Pervert, it’s not down there.” He went back to eating. “I’m playing, it is.” He started choking again and he grabbed his coffee. Melinda quickly went to the fridge and got him water, she came back to him. “Here.” He took it and drank it down. “Are you good now?” He took a deep breath and nodded his head. “Also,” She smirked as she sat down. “I don’t really have one down there.” He frowned. “It’s under my breast.”
“Oh really now love?” Tangerine said, giving her a crooked smile. “May I see it?” She glared at him. “Hey, it’s only fair, I showed you mine.”
“Yeah, that’s not happening.” Melinda said, she started eating. “Plus,” She swallowed her food. "I don’t know how you would feel about it.”
“Why’s that?” Tangerine said, taking a drink of his coffee. “Don’t tell me it’s his name?”
“Oh hell no,” Melinda said, shaking her head. “I think if I ever did names on me, it would be my parents names or my kids names, never a spouse.” She took a drink of her coffee. “It’s a family tattoo that’s a tradition on my mother’s side of the family. Only the females have it.”
“Really?” Tangerine asked, raising an eyebrow. “What is it?”
“Well like I said, mi abuela (my grandma) Isablle is from Mexico and her family is very traditional when it comes to Mexican culture. She came from a small village where they didn’t have doctors or could even afford to go to one. So going back about ” Melinda said, stopping to think. “Seven generations I think she said. All the women in her family became the village's healer.
“Healer?” Tangerine asked.
“Yeah well they were actually called,” Melinda said, as she started lowering her voice. “Brujas.” He raised an eyebrow. “Witches.” He looked surprised. “It’s because they used a lot of herbs, teas, candles and their form of prayer.” Melinda looked down at her food. “The tattoo is a pentagram, each point represents an element in witchcraft. Air, fire, water, earth and spirit. The pentagram has flames around it and wings behind it. Mi abuela says the wings were to spiritual connect us to our guardian angel and the flames were to help them find us in the darkest of places. She said it was the ultimate form of protection a witch can have."
"Normally the women in the family would get them on their fifteen birthday. During their quinceaneras, since it respent them coming of age. But my father,” Melinda said, looking up. “Didn’t approve of that. Not only because that was too young for me to get a tattoo. But mainly because he never believed in witchcraft or any form of religion in general. Then the whole Jordan thing happened.” She let out a sigh as she looked back down at her food. “Mi abuela blamed him for it. Saying if I was allowed to have the tattoo on me that it would have warned off all that evil that Jordan possesses. He ended up taking me to get the tattoo after that. I know you're properly thinking this all sounds really stupid and satanic and...”
“Not at all love,” Tangerine said and she looked back up, seeing him smiling. “I find it all quite fascinating actually. I always love learning about other cultures and their beliefs. My mum is actually a history professor back in London. She works right by the most famous art school in the world The…”
“Royal College of Arts?” Melinda said, lighting up. “She actually works near it?”
“Yeah that’s the one.” Tangerine said, smiling. “I should have known you knew about it being into art like you are.”
“I actually got a scholarship to get there after high school.” Melinda said, and her smile slowly faded. “But uhh,” She looked down. “I end up not going.”
“Why not love?” Tangerine asked.
“My father he’s,” Melinda said, letting out a sigh as she looked up. “He’s very overprotective when it comes to me. Like I mentioned, last night, my father only wanted me to date someone that was “Worthy”” She did air quotes. “In his eyes. Because he wanted someone able to protect me. Which is why, you know, the whole Jordan hiring someone to jump me thing happened.” He nodded his head. “Sam said he wasn’t like that when they were growing up. It wasn’t till I was born and the…”
“And what love?” Tangerine said and he saw her tense up. “Something wrong?”
“I got to be honest with you.” Melinda said, putting down her fork. “Dean isn’t my father.”
“He isn’t?” Tangerine said, acting surprised. “Who is he to you?”
“He’s my brother,” Melinda said, taking a drink of her coffee and then letting out a sigh. “When I was two months old, there was a fire in our home. My real parents, John and Mary, died in the fire. Dean was the one that saved me and Sam from the fire. He actually,” She smiled. “Throw himself over my crib when the ceiling caved in. Even that didn’t stop him. Not even those third degrees he got from it. He took the hit, grabbed me and dug us out of the fiery debris. Then he ran over to Sam’s room. Sam was trapped by the flames that went around his bed. With one hand, Dean shoved Sam’s dresser over, allowing him to run across it. He threw Sam up over his shoulder and ran back out of the room, then ran us downstairs and out the door.”
“After that, Dean raised me with the help of Lisa, and her family. A lot of people had assumed I was actually Dean’s and Lisa’s since they were dating before I was born. It didn’t help that no one knew Mary was pregnant with me. I was also born during their summer break and Dean showed up to school with me when school started up again. So,” Melinda said, shrugging her shoulders. “They just thought of teen pregnancy. Even after the article that came out about the fire, saying Mary and John were my parents, they just thought they were trying to cover for them out of shame or something. But either way they didn’t care, Dean and Lisa claimed me as their daughter. And Lisa's parents claimed me as their grandchild.”
“Did you always know they weren’t your real parents?” Tangerine asked.
“Yes,”Melinda said, nodding her head. “They told me when I was little, but Dean said I would still call him dad and Lisa mom. But when I got older and understood better is when I started to call them by their actual names. Then I got engaged to Jordan and we were discussing who would walk me down the aisle. If I was going to have Dean or Sam or both. I told him I wanted Dean too, since he was always my father in my eyes. I started calling them mom and dad again after that. So now, when I talk to people over here about them, I always say they are my parents.”
“I take it after the night of the fire, he got overprotective because he almost lost you.” Tangerine said and Melinda nodded her head. “So much that he didn’t want you to leave the country, because he won’t be there to protect you.” She nodded her head again. “Then that means the whole thing about buying tickets to join you on your honeymoon wasn’t your father pulling you leg. He was being bloody serious about it.”
“Yes,” Melinda said, letting out a sigh.
“If that’s the case love, why are you out here now? Especially by your…” Tangerine said, stopping when it hit him. “That’s right, Captain Nash did say he promised Dean that he and the 118 would look after you. How does he know the Captain?”
“A few of them went down to Texas a while back when we had those wildfires going on. They worked alongside TK that’s married to Sam’s partner Carlos. That’s how my father got a hold of Mr Nash. He filled them in on my situation, of course not all the details like I gave you,” Melinda said, Tangerine nodded his head. “But enough that they understood the situation. But I don’t think them watching out for me or because what happened with Jordan were the only reasons why my father let me come out here.”
“What other reason are you thinking, love?” Tangerine asked.
“Guilt, just pure guilt.” Melinda said, letting out a sigh as she leaned back in her chair. “During the interrogation with Jordan, he had mentioned my scholarship I got, which my father didn’t know I even applied for. He told my father that I declined it because I overheard him and my mother arguing over other colleges I applied for that were out of state. Then Jordan brought up the two week trip that I was supposed to take with my friends from high school to Japan.” She smiled faintly. “The one place in the world I always wanted to visit.” She shook her head. “Jordan told him that I lied that the trip got canceled because something can up for the couple of the girls. The real reason why I wasn’t going was because he insisted he went as a chaperon and none of the girls wanted him there. So they uninvited me and took off on the trip without me.”
“Was he actually telling the truth, love? Or was he just trying to bullshit your father?” Tangerine said, she just looked down. “He was telling the truth.” He let out a sigh as he shook his head. “I’m sorry love, that’s a shitty situation all the way around there.”
“Yeah it was,” Melinda said, grabbing her coffee and taking a drink. “Jordan made it even more worse by laughing in my father’s face. Saying if he just loosen the reins on me that I would have been in London this whole time and we would have never meant. But he turned around and thanked my father that he didn’t because he finally was able to taste some Grade-A fucking pussy. I’m sure you can imagine where it went from there.” She drank the rest of her coffee. “I need more coffee.” She got up and went over to the pot. “Want some?”
“No thanks love, I’m fine.” Tangerine said he watched her as she started dropping the stuff she was trying to get. “You alright right there love?” She nodded her head and tried to get the stuff again, dropping it again. That’s when he noticed how frustrated she was. “Here love, let me help you.” He got up and went over to her, grabbing the stuff for her. “I got it.”
“I’m sorry,” Melinda said.
“It’s fine love,” Tangerine said, making her coffee. “I don’t mind making your coffee.”
“No not that,” Melinda said, leaning back against the counter. “I’m starting up the morning with drama. I’m sure you had more than enough of that last night. And I’m sure you don’t want to hear it first thing in the morning.”
“Love,” Tangerine said, putting down the stuff and looking over at her. “If I didn’t want to hear it first thing in the morning or whatever time the day or night it is, believe me,” He leaned in closer to her. “I have absolutely no bloody problem telling you I don’t want to hear it or just walking right out that door and never come back. Plus,” He moved around, standing in front of her as he placed his hands on her hips. “You already said there was more to tell but you needed time. And I told you, that you can take all the time you need to tell me everything right?”
“Right.” Melinda said, nodding her head.
“Since you need time to tell me everything, then take it. Even if that means you're telling me in chucks or in bits of pieces, just tell me. I’m not going to stop you.” Tangerine said, giving her a gentle smile. “Even if we’re at the gala and you want to tell me something, just pull me aside and tell me. If I’m visiting the nursery or we’re at a restaurant together, just tell me. Or if we’re in the shower together to save water.” She giggled, making him smile big. “Just tell me,” He leaned in closer, placing his hand on her check. “Okay? Just tell me.”
“Okay,” Melinda whispered.
“Hmm,” Tangerine said, looking into her eyes. “I still see a hint of sadness in your eyes. Maybe this will help.” He let go over her face and stepped back as he grabbed the bottom of his tank top. “So love, tell me,” he lifted up his tank top and over his head to remove it, then tossed it onto the counter. “You think I have the body of a Greek god like the women say?”
She didn’t respond as her eyes widened at the sight of him. She now had a better look at just how muscular and toned his chest was. Even the sides of his rib cage were muscular and well toned. Her eyes travel down well defined toned abs. Seeing not only did he have a six pack, but an eight pack. She saw a small patch of hair that was under his belly button that led down to his pelvis.
“What about now love?” Tangerine said, putting his hands on his pants and boxers, pulling them down a bit, relieving his V-Shape hips. She started breathing heavily as she started blushing. “I can keep going or,” He moved back towards her, making her look up into his eyes as he placed his hands on the side of her on the counter. “You can take off your shirt and tank top, and show me that tattoo you have under your,” His eyes went to her chest “Breast.” His eyes went back to hers. “What do you say, love?”
“I say Mr Shaw,” Melinda said, smirking. “It seems like you're trying to use your body to sway me from being platonic to your lover.”
“What can I say, love,” Tangerine said, smirking. “I saw an opportunity and I seized it.” He winked at her. “And remember love,” He moved in so close, that his nose was almost touching hers. “It’s Tangerine. Not Mr Shaw. Just Tangerine.”
“And remember Tangerine,” Melinda said, putting her hand on his chest, gently pushing him up right and back a bit. “You're supposed to be a cowboy British gentleman.” She ran her finger tips down his chest and part of his abs, making him shiver as goosebumps appeared before removing her hand. “Or did you forget?”
“My apologies love,” Tangerine said, smirking again. “I do have a question, by the way.” She nodded her head. “How do you know that you don’t want a lover instead of a husband if you never tried it? Maybe what you need is a little,” He licked his lips. “Taste to see if you might like that more.”
“And how do you know,” Melinda said, putting her hands on her hips. “You don’t want a wife instead of a lover if you never tried it?”
“Touche love,” Tangerine said, nodding his head. “Touche.”
“Now here.” Melinda said, grabbing his tank top and handing it to him. “Won’t we finish eating before our food gets even colder.” He took his tank top and she turned around to get coffee as she mouth to herself, oh my fucking god. “Uhh, you sure you don’t want anymore coffee?”
“I’m sure love,” Tangerine said, putting back on his tank top as she headed back to her seat. “So would you like to finish talking about that twat?” He started walking back to the table. “Or do you want to talk about something else?”
“Something else.” Melinda said as he sat down. “You pick though.”
“Hmm,” Tangerine said, taking a drink of his coffee real quick. “You said your abuela, am I saying that right?” She nodded her head. “You said your abuela is very traditional, does that mean she also celebrates the day of the dead?” Melinda nodded her head as she took a bite of her food. “They actually have events for it here, but I never really understood it. But I really liked how festive it was and I would love to know more about that if you don’t mind. ”
“Sure I can tell you about that,” Melinda said, nodding her head. “I can even show you some of the stuff we do for it since October is coming up.” She took a drink. “So with the day of the dead…”
Melinda started explaining what the day of the dead was and why they celebrated it. While Tangerine sat there, hanging on every word she said while he ate. He smiled when she started having an accent again when she spoke a few words in Spanish. More so when he saw how excited she got talking about the parades they would do throughout the city when they would go to Mexico. When she finished they were done with their breakfast.
She started cleaning up the kitchen while he went to put the two cameras inside her house. After Melinda was done, she went back to her bedroom to put on a little bit of makeup and do her hair. She put on some music and took a seat in front of her vanity to start on her makeup. Melinda just applied a little bit of brownish eyeshadow with a small hint of gold. When she was done with that she put on black liner and black massacre. Then she put on burgundy lipstick to top off her makeup.
Melinda started brushing out her hair when Tangerine came in to put on the alarm on the window. He stopped for a moment, looking down at her, seeing her wearing makeup for the first time. She looked up at him and he smiled at her before going to her window. He kept stealing glances of her reflection in the mirror while he worked on the alarm. When he was done, he sat down on her bed while she finished up with her loose braid. She turned around and he patted the spot next to him. Melinda got up and went over to him, taking a seat.
He pulled out her phone and started showing her how to use the Ringer. He kept looking at her longer than he needed to while she kept her eyes on what he was showing her. Then when they went to test the equipment. Tangerine kept flexing in front of the camera, making her giggle as she shook her head. Finally after they were done testing everything out. Melinda put the last of her outfit and did a small spin as Tangerine looked her over.
“Absolutely perfect love,” Tangerine said, smiling. “Everything about you is absolutely perfect.” She started blushing. “Come on love,” He motioned his head to the door. “Let’s get going.” They locked up and headed over to his truck, and that’s when she stopped. She looked up at him, smiling. “That’s right love, I drove my 48 for F series candy apple truck with white wall tires.” He opened the door for her. “After you.” He helped her in and he closed it up. He got into his side, closed the door and started up the truck. “I can’t wait to see your face when you see where the meeting is at.”
“You could just tell me.” Melinda said and he shook his head. “Alright I’ll wait I guess.” He chuckled as he started driving to their destination. They made small talk till they finally got to where they were going. When he started pulling in she got a glimpse of the sign. “No way.” He found a parking spot and turned off the truck as she looked at the sign above the building. “Seriously?” She turned her head to him while smiling. “Really?” He nodded his head as he smiled. “Oh wait till you see…” Gunfire was heard.
Smoke & Mirrors Part 14
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You're Supernatural Part 9
Next Morning
“Oi Lemon,” Tangerine called out as he came out of the bathroom wearing a tanktop, pants and socks. “There you go mate.” He went into the bedroom as Lemon was heading out of it.
“Thank you.” Lemon said, walking to the bathroom and closing the door behind him.
Tangerine sat on the bed and started getting on his shoes. He barely got them on when he heard a door open. He looked up expecting to see Lemon coming out of the bathroom to complain he didn’t leave him any hot water. But instead he heard Melinda sculling Bob as she kicked him out of the bedroom.
“Baby, come on.” Bob said, as Melinda started pushing him out of the bedroom. “I’m sorry.”
“I said go,” Melinda said, getting him to the doorway. “Now.”
“Baby,” Bob said, trying to go dead weight but she managed to shove him out the bedroom. “I said I’m sorry.”
“No you're not.” Melinda said, peeking her head out behind the door as she threw his tie and jacket at him. “Since you're all dress you can put your tie and jacket on out there.” He tried to come back in but she pointed to the living room. “Go Robert James Reynolds.”
“Ahhhh whole name.” Bob said, through his teeth. “Okay baby I’ll go, me sorry.” He gave her a pouting face and puppy yes, she just slammed the door. “Yeah, I’m sleeping in the car tonight.” He turned around and started walking to the living room. He passed Tangerine who was buttoning up his shirt in the doorway of the spare room. “Morning.”
Bob continued to walk to the living room, not realizing Tangerine was right behind him. He threw his jacket over the back of the couch and went to the mirror to put his tie on. As he started making the admit to putting his tie on, that’s when he saw Tangerine in the mirror's reflection. Tangerine was glaring at him as he started rolling up his sleeves. He noticed this was something Tangerine would do when he was getting ready to do something physical. In this case, fighting him to defend Melinda.
“Don’t worry man, it wasn’t a real argument or anything.” Bob said, turning to Tangerine has he finished rolling up his sleeves. “She was trying to get ready and I…” He made a pfft sound. “Wasn’t exactly helping out.” Tangerine raised an eyebrow. “or…letting her get dressed ... like at all. Because I was….you know?” Tangerine nodded his head as he looked down and started to unroll his sleeves. “So yeahhhh.” He turned back to the mirror and started working on the tie, “She kicked me out of the bedroom because of it so she could get dress.”
“You need to put the head on your shoulders in the game, mate.” Tangerine said, they looked eyes in the mirror. “And not worry about putting the head in your pants in her.”
“Are you telling me as my mentor?” Bob said, turned around to face Tangerine as he buttoned up his sleeves. “Or telling me as you?”
“Both.” Tangerine said, turning around and heading back to the room.
“Of course.” Bob whispered before turning back to the mirror. “Now how do I get this on?”
A few minutes passed before Tangerine came out of the room, now shirt tucked in, vest on, with jacket and tie in hand. He walked over to the living room and placed his jacket on the stool by the kitchen island. He leaned against the kitchen island, watching Bob struggle with his tie. Tangerine just shook his head when Bob’s tie was uneven and a mess.
“I’m about to hang myself with this stupid tie.” Bob said, grunting in frustration as he removed the tie. “Come on.” He tried again and something happened. He let out a sigh of frustration. “Fuck my life.” He rolled his eyes and took off the tie. “I’m about to look up some tutorials on YouTube.”
“Here mate.” Tangerine said, walking over to him as Bob turned to him. “Before putting on your tie, pop your collar.” He started lifting up his collar and Bob copied him. “It’s easier doing this way than trying to shove the tie under it.” Bob nodded his head. “Alright now with the tie,” He grabbed his tie and put it around his neck like Bob had it. “You were having it evenly, doesn’t work that way mate. It needs to go this way.” He brought the bigger part down and turned it a bit to show Bob where to line them up. “Line up the bottom of this one, to this strip.”
“Okay.” Bob said, getting his tie around his neck and copying Tangerine.
“Now, watch closing.” Tangerine said as he started placing the big part of the tie over the smaller one. He started looping here and there, then finally tucking the small part into the slot behind the bigger part of the tie. “Then just hold this part and push the knot up. Got it?”
“Can I just have a clip on?” Bob said, making Tangerine roll his eyes. “Alright. Alright.”
“Come on then.” Tangerine said and Bob put the tie around his neck and started mimicking Tangerine’s steps. “Otherside mate.” Tangerine pointed which way to go and Bob corrected himself. “There go.” He was finally finished and pushed the knot there. “Now put your collar back down by starting in the middle.” Both of them did it. “Congrats, you officially no longer look like shit like you normally do.”
“Thanks Tangerine, I feel the love man.” Bobs said, grabbing his jacket and putting it on. “I do appreciate the help though, I didn't exactly have anyone to show stuff like this growing up.” Tangerine looked over at him as Bob buttoned up his jacket. “It feels weird being in a suit to be honest.”
“Never worn one before?” Tangerine said, putting on his own jacket and buttoning up.
“Well kinda.” Bob said, taking a quick look in the mirror. “With all my court appearances I was in a suit. But I was messed up during those times I huh” He chuckled weakly as he looked over at Tangerine. “I didn’t even know how I even ended up in the suits in the first place. I just know one minute was in one while I was in court and as soon as I was back in my cell, I was out of them. It’s not like the suits were mine anyways, I’m sure they were just rentals to make me look nice in front of the judges.”
“Love, mention why you used, after I was a complete asshole to you. But,” Tangerine said, trying his attention to the mirror to see how he looked. “She never said how you started using.”
“After my mom took off with my little brother I had to fend for myself. So you know,” Bob said, shrugging his shoulders. “I stole. Either it was food or stealing something to sell for food. And one day, I got busted by the shopkeeper at a gas station. I was trying to run away but I ended up running in front of a car. And next thing I know,” Tangerine looked over at him. “I was in the dude's fucking windshield. My body man, I thought my dad’s beatings were bad but thought,” He huffed as he shook his head. “It was brutal. They ended up taking me to the ER where I was hospitalized for a while. They patched me up and uh.” He put his hands in his pocket, so Tangerine wouldn’t see him fidget. “They gave me morphine and...”
“That’s when you got hooked.” Tangerine said, and Bob nodded his head.
“That morphine didn’t just take away my physical pain.” Bob said, looking away to the kitchen island. “It took everything else away. The memories. The torment. The suffering. My anxiety. My depression. All of it man. I felt, absolutely, at peace. And I was happy. First time in my life I was happy. But once the morphine worn off.” He let out a sigh as he shook his head. “Man, everything came crashing down.” He is over at Tangerine. “I despart to get that feeling of happiness again so I started complaining to the nurses about the pain. They gave me more and I rode that morphine till I crashed again.”
“But you know,” Bob said, shrugging his shoulders before he looked away again. “They caught on and decided to bring in a social worker for me. But I got the hell out there before they came for me. I went back to my home and it turns out some squatters moved in. They were cool though, they let me keep my room. It’s not like I lived there first you know.” He chuckled a bit. “But yeah. They let me stay, they fed me, had my first beer with them and they.” He chewed on his lower lip. “Helped me get high. It was just weed at first. It helped a little with the pain but,” He looked at Tangerine. “It wasn’t the same. So after the house ended up burning down because Mark fell asleep with a cigarette. Reason why Melinda will never let me smoke in the house besides the smell.”
“So after the fire, we kinda just scattered around. It was just me and Mark for a while since they were all pissed at him.” Bob said, chuckling a bit as he shook his head. “We went from Florida to Maine. All the way doing odd jobs to get drunk or high. Which is how I ended up being a really good handyman.”
“Yeah.” Tangerine said, nodded his head.
“Eventually I went out on my own because I wanted to do strong stuff and Mark wasn’t having it. To be honest,’ Bob said, he put his head down as he turned around and leaned his back against the kitchen island. “I should have stayed with Mark. If I did I probably wouldn’t ended up so fucked up. But,’ He looked up at Tangerine again. “I needed that high again. So I traveled around and ended up all over the place. At least places I could remember. Michigan. Colorado. Texas. Oregon. California. Some point I even ended up in Canada for a couple of years. During all that, I started trying stronger drinks, whiskey, vodka, whatever man. I started trying new drugs too.”
“First it was mushrooms, which just made me trip major fucking balls man. Like Alice in Wonderland bullshit.” Bob said and they both chuckled a bit. “Definitely wasn’t the high I needed. So I decided since natural drugs weren’t working, I needed to try man made ones. That’s when I started breaking into the hospitals, I didn’t get the morphine like I wanted, but I got oxy. Started popping those suckers and chased them down with tequila. That’s when things really went downhill. I started breaking into people’s homes and stealing their stuff to sell. I started getting an arrest record. But instead of jail time, I was in different rehabs.”
“I would get sober and my hellish nightmare of a past would show its ugly head. The therapists that work in all these rehabs would put me on different medications to help.” Bob said, using his fingers to quote and unquote. “I felt like it just made it worse. I think it’s because I was on so many different antipsychotic medications. They didn’t know if I was bipolar or schizophrenic or these other fancy medical terms they would throw around. Then these therapists would just be staring at their notepads, not even looking up at me or even giving me any feedback or advice. They didn’t give a shit about us. We were just paychecks for them. And that, that made shit worse. I was sober and felt worse than I did growing up. I was completely alone. I was empty. I felt like I had this…this.”
“Void.” Tangerine said, finishing his sentence.
“Yeah, a void.” Bob said, nodding his head. “It just kept getting bigger and bigger. Till,” He let out a sigh as he looked down. “I just couldn’t…couldn’t take it anymore. I uhh” He let out a sigh. “I broke the mirror in one of the bathrooms. I grabbed the sharpest piece I could find and I just.” He shook his head. ‘Started cutting away.”
‘Jesus.” Tangerine whispered as he shook his head.
“Wasn’t exactly my proudest moment.” Bob said, letting out a sigh. “But I didn’t know how else to escape it without the drugs and alcohol system. The whole thing was strange though. I remember rolling up my sleeves and putting the glass to my skin. I remember my skin slicing open and blood coming out. But then, darkness.” He looked back up at Tangerine. “It wasn’t like I passed out or anything. I was still standing and didn’t feel any dizziness, just relief. I just blacked out like I used to when my dad was alive and beating up on me. When I woke up I was at the infirmary. I was just laying on the table, all patched up. I sat up and looked around for a staff member, but no one was there. I called out, still nothing. I just got down and started looking around the room at all the cabinets they had. Then I found what I’ve been looking for...”
“The morphine.” Tangerine said and Bob nodded his head.
“And a shit load of it.” Bob said, with a weak smile. “I grabbed a paperclip that was on some paperwork near by and I picked that fucking lock in five seconds. There was so much of it, I knew I couldn’t carry it all. So I found a box and just threw it all in there along with some needles I found. Then I haul ass out of there and make it over to one of the exits. I just made a break for it even with the alarms going on. I managed to make it out and over the fence before anyone saw me. I just kept running till I was able to find a drug house to crash at. Soon as that needle hit my arm and the morphine went in.” Bob said, sighing as he closed his eyes for a moment. “I found that peace again” He opened his eyes again. “I found happiness. I actually started dating around that time. Will be more like… what was it you said the other night during the fight to Melinda.”
“Slap and tickle.” Tangerine said, Bob snapped his fingers.
“That.” Bob said, nodding his head. “It was just good old fashioned slap and tickle. Though the morphine made me happy, it didn’t stop my stuttering and my,” He showed Tangerine his hands and fidgeting. “Fidgeting.” He put his hands back down. “I was going on when I got around people. The girls thought it was cute.” Bob smiled. “They thought it was because I was so nervous to talk to them.” He stopped smiling. “Only if they knew it was because of all my father’s screaming and yelling. But it didn’t matter. I was still stuttering or fidgeting. I was happy and I was getting laid. What more could a guy ask for?”
“Right.” Tangerine said, nodding his head.
“Everything was going good, real good, at least for a while.” Bob said, pushing himself off the kitchen island and stood up right. “I had so much morphine at my disposal that I ended up building up a tolerance to it. Didn’t matter how much I pumped into my system, it wasn’t having that effect on me like it did before. Then soon my happenines and peace,” He shook his head as he put his hands in his pockets. “Just faded away again. I knew the morphine wasn’t going to help anymore. So I needed to try something strong.”
“That’s when you started using meth.” Tangerine said, Bob nodded his head as he put it down.
“Meth and whiskey.” Bob said, lifting his head back up. “That was my go to combo. So after I started shooting that shit up, I started traveling again. When I came back to the US, I woke up in different cities and states. Just getting drunk, high and laid as I went. This time I stuck to doing odd jobs rather than trying to steal. I didn’t want to risk going back to rehab and getting sober again. I didn’t want to go through that hell again. It was like that for a few years, till I ended up here.”
“Where you met Mel,” Tangerine said, and Bob nodded.
“Yeah.” Bob said, he smiled. “I came to town to do my normal routine. Find a bar and drink some whiskey to keep my drunkenness going. Then find a place to get nice and cozy to get high off my ass. I heard some guys at the bar talking about kids breaking lights at the old adonaded hospital. Normally for drug addicts that was a sign for a place to get a fix. So I went over there and that’s when I saw her.” His smile got bigger. “She was on a ladder fixing the lights that got broken. I don’t even remember walking over to her. I just remember just hiding behind some bushes so I won’t get caught while watching her like a creep.” He chuckled.
“Then next thing I know.” Bob said, looking down as he started blushing at the memory. “I’m just staring down at this gorgeous woman with the most beautiful hazel eyes I’ve ever seen in my arms. And she’s staring back at me, smiling with that stunning and amazing smile of hers. Then when she talked, her voice sounded so sweet like music. I actually got her blushing, she looked so adorable trying to look for a way to hide it. And if she didn’t ask me to put her down I honestly would have just kept holding her. I didn’t want to let go. Then she asked me to help her out and we talked a bit while I did. She mentioned how everyone stays away from her. I could hear the sadness in her voice when she said it. She was just as alone as I was. I told her I knew how she felt and she said, "It's nice, not feeling alone about being alone. And she was right, it was nice not being the only one feeling alone and to have someone that understands."
“After that we sat down to eat together and just talked. It was actually really nice to have some actual company and convention for a change. Then when we were done and she said she had to go, I was really disappointed.” Bob said, picking his head back up. “I didn’t want to stop spending time with her. Luckily for me, she's a really kind and thoughtful person, so she invited me to stay with her till I got back on my feet. Even after I told her I was an alcoholic and drug addict, she just wanted to help me out. It wasn’t till I got here and tried on Dean’s clothes that I found the letter in his jacket.”
“Dean talked about how special Melinda was, how he wanted whoever found the letter to protect her and take care of her. And how she was a witch and she was different from the others. At first,” Bob said, smiling. “I thought she was pulling a joke on me, like she had to be. She had just mentioned that the townspeople thought she was a witch and stayed away from her. But it wasn’t till I looked in the mirror that I noticed a change in my behavior. I wasn’t stuttering and I wasn’t fidgeting. I looked at my arms and I no longer had any scars of any kind, from cutting or shooting up. My eyes were no longer bloodshot and I didn’t have the shakes like I normally do after not having a fix for a while. I was completely sober and clean, thanks to her. That's when I knew she was a witch, but more importantly, I knew exactly how special she really was.”
“After we had a talk about the letter and everything. We ended up cuddling on the couch, talking and binge watching a few old western movies. She ended up knocking out and I slipped away to go outside and get some air. I saw the impala sitting in the driveway and I remember Melinda mentioning whenever she wanted to talk to Dean,” Bob said, walking over to a picture on the wall of her with her brothers. “She would just sit in the impala and talk out loud like she was talking to him again. So I went over and got inside, and just talked to him. I told him absolutely everything. My family, my addictions, what happened at the rehab, all of it. Then I told him how she cured me, how she healed me. And that I was going to stay with her. I was going to take care of her like he asked. And I promised him I will always protect her.” He let out a sigh. “A week later after I started working around town, I told her once I saved up I was going to leave.”
“Really mate?” Tangerine said, walking over to him to look at the photo. “Why would you go and do stupid bloody thing like that? Especially after making a promise to her brother to always protect her.”
“Because I thought I was going to make it worse.” Bob said, and Tangerine let out a sigh. “My mom always told me that when I tried to protect her and my little brother. She said that every time, "you're making it worse, you always make it worse". So I thought, if I made it worse trying to protect them, I would do the same for her. After a month of being here, I had more than enough for a bus ticket and supplies. I came into the living room to tell her and uh,” He chuckled a bit and then he started to grin. “I saw her…bending over the arm of the couch to get the remote and something just.…came over me.”
“Tsk tsk.” Tangerine said, grinning as he looked over at Bob. “Losing focus over seeing a woman’s ass. For shame mate, for shame.”
“Oh really?” Bob said, looking over at him with a grin. “One word, library.”
“Touche.” Tangerine said, both chuckled and looked back at the photo.
“I’m surprised it even happened though.” Bob said and Tangerine looked over at him again. “I never had any intention of becoming sexual with her. Don’t get me wrong, after a while staying here with her I wanted to. Even dreamt about it at times” He looked over Tangerine. “It was kinda hard not to especially see her bending over all the time, walking round in pjs with no bra on. There was a time she came out in the bedroom with just a towel on because the water heaters busted and she needed me to fix it. But I remember what it said at the end of Dean’s letter.” They both looked back at the photo. “He wrote, P.S. If my sister grows up to be hot, keep your damn hands off of her or I will come back to haunt you.” Tangerine chuckle. “With Melinda being a witch and finding out what else was out there, I had no doubt Dean would make good on his threat.”
“What?” Tangerine said, grinning as he looked back at him. “Thought he was going to possess the impala and run your arse over?”
“Yeah.” Bob said, nodding his head and he looked back at him as they chuckled. “But I’m sure she can do that now without being in it since she has it enchanted.”
“Tell me about mate,” Tangerine said, rolling his eyes. “She scolded me for our bloody fight, she even slapped and punched me twice by the way,” Bob chuckled. “The doors kept closing on me every time I opened them and then it eventually locked. Thought I was going to die in that bloody thing till it opened back up when she got to the car.”
“Yeah, it’s one hell of an enchanted on that car.” Bob said, letting out a sigh as he looked back at the photo again. “All jokes aside, it wasn’t just what Dean wrote that made me not try anything. Yes, I wanted to respect his wishes and respect her since she was helping me out. It’s because I found myself not just wanting to sleep with her, but wanting to be with her. But there was no way I could be with her because I didn't have anything to offer her. I didn’t have a steady job and with everything that happened in my past, I knew I wasn’t good enough to be with her or good for her. So I just never tired. But that night, something came over me. Maybe it was because I was going to leave and I thought it was my last chance to be with her before I go. I don’t know. But it felt like it was when I first met her. I was just standing there staring and next thing I know,” He let out a soft sigh. “I’m right upon her and you know,” Tangerine nodded his head.
“I was going to pull away and apologize for touching her,” Bob said, putting his head down. “But then she put her hands on mine and one thing led to another. When we were done, I honestly thought maybe she just got caught up in the moment. I thought she was going to tell me we couldn’t do that again or she regretted it. Or worse, she was going to tell me to leave. But she didn’t.” He lifted his head back up. “She just took my hand and led me to the bedroom. We laid there and talked for hours, it wasn’t till the sun came up that she finally fell asleep. Having her laying there in my arms, feeling the warmth from her body and hearing breathing softly. I couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to go to sleep with her every night and wake up every morning with her.”
“That’s when I knew I had to stay. I needed to stay.” Bob said, nodding his head. “After that night I seized every opportunity to be to do some lovely dovely bullshit.” Tangerine chuckled. “I was holding her hand. Standing closer than I needed to be. Cuddle with her on the couch. Kissing her any chance I got. I even started sleeping in her room with her. Though she didn’t reject my touch and we were having sex now and again, I never asked her to actually be with me. I didn’t know why till Emily made one of her legendary sassy comments that tore adults’ souls apart.”
“Yeah for a seven year old.” Tangerine said, clearing his throat. “Sorry, a seven and a half year old as she loved to point out. She was quite a brutal little thing, not to mention an extortionist.”
“Yeah she is,” Bob said, nodding his head. “Emily basically said I was too much of a chicken shit to ask Melinda out because I was too scared to get rejected by her.” They chuckled. “But that comment made me start to think how we were already acting like a couple. And I saw us as a couple, but I didn’t know if she did. Next thing I know I’m in the kitchen with her and I blurted out, “What are we?” I won’t lie, the moment it left my mouth I was shitting bricks.” They both chuckle. “I was definitely scared of what she was going to say. Luckily everything worked out, she wanted to be with me just as much as I wanted to be with her. But then my fear of rejected, turned into fear of losing her. ”
“Though she had magic to protect her, she was scared to use it after what happened at the asylum when she was a kid.” Bob said, looking over at the books as Tangerine raised an eyebrow. “So I decided I needed to get stronger, physically and mentally. Each night I would workout and do some shadow boxing for a couple of hours. Afterwards I would shower then go to the living room to grab one of Bobby’s books to read and I read for hours. I was so exhausted from it all, I didn’t know how I would end up in the bedroom when I woke up the next morning. But it didn’t matter, I needed to get stronger to protect her from whatever came for her. Then that day came, when she gave me the code word Poughkeepsie.”
“Poughkeepsie?” Tangerine said, looking confused.
“Poughkeepsie.” Bob said, as they looked at each other. “It meant to drop everything and run.” Tangerine nodded. “To be honest, we would have been out of here before you guys should have shown up if I wasn’t lagging. But I was torn from jumping on my bike and hauling ass to her. I was so scared of losing her. When she came home, I was so relieved. But when she described who was coming for her, I knew it was you. I wanted to bash my head in the wall for being so stupid for leading you right to her. It would have been all my fault if something happened to her.”
“No mate.” Tangerine said, shaking his head. “Can’t beat yourself up for that.”
“I know, but still,” Bob said, letting out a sigh. “She was in danger, and that completely utterly horrified me. I never thought that type of fear even existed. I think it’s because I never had someone to lose before. The thought of losing her was terrifying and overwhelmed me. But I knew despite the fear, I needed to protect her. That’s when it hit me, the feelings I got from being around her. That high I felt whenever I’m with her, it was stronger than any drug I ever took. She was the real peace and happiness I’ve been chasing after all my life. And in that moment I knew how I felt about her and it was something I felt before she was in danger. Before we became a couple. Before being intimate. Hell, before we even spoke. I knew the moment she was in my arms and I looked into her hazel eyes. That I had completely madding without a shadow of a doubt had fallen in love,” The bedroom opened and a smile formed on Bob’s face when he turned to see her standing at the doorway “ With her.”
You're Supernatural Part 10
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“No no no.” Melinda said, trying to start the car but nothing. “Man” She hit her head on the steering wheel several times. “Of course the transmission would go out the day before my vacation starts because why not? Not like I had plans.” She let out a sigh. “This is why I said I can’t go to Hawaii.” She got out of the car and closed it up behind her. “Now I got to text work and let them know I’ll be late and hopefully, I can get a uber soon.”
She got out her phone and set out a text to her work to let them know what was going on. They cleared her to be late but told her to hurry since it was getting busy. She tried to get an uber, but no luck. Most drivers weren’t going to be available till about thirty minutes to an hour. She had no choice but to get a taxi now, if she’s lucky since they were busier than Uber was. She was about to call when her phone rang, she saw Tangerine’s picture pop up and she accepted the call.
“Hello love.”
“Hey, how are you doing?” Melinda said, in a low voice.
“What’s wrong love? I thought you would be more enthusiastic to hear from me. Or was it me taking longer to get back not to your liking?”
“No it’s not that.” Melinda said, letting out a sigh. “I’m just really frustrated right now.”
“Anything I can help you out with love?”
“No, it’s just,” Melinda said, letting out another sigh as she sat on the hood of her car. “The stupid transmission finally cramped out. I’m trying to get a ride to work, but uber is back up and I was about to call the taxi service when you called.”
“Are you still at home or were you on the road when it broke down?”
“At home.” Melinda said, she hung her head down. “I’m going to have to cancel the whole spa and salon weekend I planned to get this fix. Or maybe I should just buy myself to get that car I sent you the link to the other day. It's going to set me back, but I need something more reable.”
“Don't worry about that right now, love. Right now, just get all your stuff together and I’ll be there in a few minutes.”
“What?” Melinda said, jumping off the car. “Are you back already?”
“Yes love. I was actually planning to surprise you tonight when you got home from work, with candlelight and a hot bath to help you relax. But I rather see you now.”
“That’s really sweet of you Tangerine.” Melinda said, then she thought about it. “Wait, how would you get into my place to set that all up?”
“Some beautiful cheeky little minx that I’ve been seeing taught me how to pick locks.”
“Using the skills I taught you for evil?” Melinda said, in a teasing tone. “How dare you?”
“Very easily love. Now get your stuff together, I’m around the corner.”
“Alright, see you in a bit.” Melinda said, hanging up the phone.
She grabbed her lunch pal and water jug out of the car, then locked the car back up. Tangerine pulled up and got out of the car, he went and opened the door for her and helped her in. As he drove her to work, they decided to get caught up. More like Melinda was catching him up, Tangerine preferred her doing the talking. It wasn’t till she saw a wrap on his right hand when she made him talk about what happened. He just said one of his sparring partners dared him to play bloody knuckles. He smiled proudly when he said he won in one punch.
“Alright love,” Tangerine said, pulling up to the hospital. “I’ll get the door for ya.” She nodded her head as he got out and went over to her side, opening the door and helping her out. “Love, do you have anything important in your car?”
“Just my picture hanging off the rearview mirror, my car charger, what’s in the glove compartment and my emergency medical bag in the trunk. That’s it.” Melinda said, shrugging her shoulders. “I just keep it pretty much empty since it’s always breaking down. Why do you ask?”
“Give me your keys love.” Tangerine said, holding out his hand and she looked at him. “Come on love, hand me your keys.”
“Why?” Melinda said, raising an eyebrow.
“I’ll take care of the car for you while you're at work.” Tangerine said, with his hand still out. “Come on now.”
“Okay,” Melinda said, handing him the keys and he put them in his pocket. “Just let me know how much it is and I’ll pay you back.”
“No need love,” Tangerine said. She was about to say something when he placed a finger against her lips. “If you really want to pay me back love, I have something in mind.” He moved his finger from her lips and cuffed her chin, tilting it up towards him as leaned down towards her a bit. “A kiss.”
“A kiss?” Melinda said as he nodded his head.
“I haven’t gotten the chance to give you a proper kiss since you're always at work.” Tangerine said, sliding his hand to the back of her neck. “May I kiss you?”
She smiled and nodded her head. He smiled as they both closed their eyes. They leaned in close and their lips met. He used his hand behind her neck to bring her in close as their lips slowly started to move. Then he placed his other hand on her lower back, pushing her against him as he started sliding his tongue into her mouth. Without warning she pulled back and smacked him, making him raise an eyebrow.
“I offer you a snack Mr, not the whole damn kitchen.” Melinda said, teasing tone.
“You are a cheeky little minx love.” Tangerine said, smiling as he leaned back down and kissing her slowly again. He did what he did before, but this time he behaved himself. When he found himself wanting more, he pulled back from her lips. “You know love,” He moved his hand from her neck to her face and brushed his knuckles against her cheek. “Couples are normally intimate after the third date.”
“That’s nice.” Melinda said, he chuckled a bit. “I would love to be intimate with you Tangerine, really. But I’m so exhausted after work. Then before work, I barely have time to eat and get ready.”
“Trust me love,” Tangerine said, leaning down and giving her a quick kiss. “When we get started you’ll be wide awake.” He kissed her again before he pulled back a bit to look into her eyes. “Plus, you’ve been under a lot of stress lately and I just want to help you relieve that stress.”
“Oh, is that what you call it?” Melinda said. Tangerine nodded. “If I want to relieve any stress.” She grabbed him by his jacket, pulling him for a kiss. She broke the kiss and pressed her lips against his ear. “I can just use what I have in my nightstand drawer.”
“Hmm,” Tangerine said, pulling back so he looked at her. “I knew you were a naughty little thing when we first met.” He moved his hand behind her neck again, pulling her in as leaned forward, crushing her lips against hers. He groaned a bit as he slid his tongue into her mouth and was greeted by hers. His hand that was on her back, started sliding down to ass when her pager went off. He sighs as he pulled back, breaking the kiss. “Bollocks.”
“Sorry, duty calls.” Melinda said, giving him a kiss. “Will I see you for our seventh date or will I just see you when I get off of work for that hot bath you mentioned?”
“Sooner if I get everything situated with your car, if not.” Tangerine said, giving her a quick kiss. “I’ll see you after work when I pick you up.”
“Okay,” Melinda said, giving him one last kiss. “Bye.”
“Bye love,” Tangerine said, letting her go and watching her as she walked over to the ambulance bay. “Time to deal with her bloody car.”
Few Hours Later
Melinda was able to get caught up on the patients that came in. But due to some issues with one of the staff members that got transferred over, there were complaints made. Now Melinda found herself stuck in her office dealing with paperwork. She didn’t mind it, she wanted the patient to be heard and taken care of, not mistreated. But still, she would rather be physically helping people than do paper work.
Knock. Knock. “Come in.” Melinda said she heard the door open as she kept her back to it while she went through the filing cabinet. “Close the door behind you please, it’s too loud out there right now.” She heard the door close. “What can I help you with?”
“I can name a few things I love.” Tangerine said, making Melinda jump and turn around. “I wasn’t expecting you to be in your office.”
“I wasn’t expecting you in my office either.” Melinda said, going over to him and giving him a quick kiss. “But I have tons of paperwork to do.” She turned around and went to the cabinet by the door. “That Craig guy that transferred a week ago turned out to be a major dick.” She started going through the cabinet looking for forms. “Now I have to do write ups and fill out complaint forms.”
“He sounds like a peach.” Tangerine said, as he closed up the blinds. “So, you’ll be here for a while?”
“Unfortunately yes,” Melinda said, nodding her head. “Another headache to deal with today.”
“Sounds quite stressful.” Tangerine said, putting his hand behind his back and locking the door. “Let me help you relieve some of that stress love.”
“Tangerine.” Melinda said, looking over at him as he took off his jacket. “I’m not having sex with you in my office.” She turned back around and started going through the cabinet. “So don’t even think about it.”
“Who said I was talking about sex love?” Tangerine said, placing his jacket on one of the chairs. “There’s other ways to relieve stress.” He started working on rolling up his sleeves.
“I’m not doing anything that requires me to drop my pants.” Melinda said, she grabbed out the forms she needed. “And I’m not.” She closed the drawer. “Sucking your dick.” She started walking to her desk when Tangerine’s arms wrapped around her from behind and pulled her to him. “Tang..”
He silenced her by taking a hold of her face and turned it up towards him as he leaned in. He gave her no time to react as his lips met hers. Melinda’s body tensed up as he gripped on her tightened. But as soon as his lips started moving against her’s, she started to relax and move her lips with his. He smiled into the kiss as his hand he had on her stomach was now traveling down body.
He pulled back and spoke against her lips. “I told you love, I want to help you relieve stress.” Tangerine whispered and slowly turned her head away as started kissing the side of her face and going to her ear. “And that’s exactly what I’m going to do. So be a good girl,” He kissed the side of her head. “And let me help you.” He started kissing down her neck as his hand slipped in her panties. He smiled at what he was feeling. “Hmm lace panites and,” He went further down, brushing his finger tips against her clit, making her shiver. “All situated downstairs. Seems like someone's been waiting for me to come home.”
“Shu…” Melinda said, but he covered her mouth.
“Did I say you can speak love? Because,” Tangerine said, he started rubbing her clit and making her moan “I don’t think I did.” He started kissing her neck more and he continued to rub her clit, making her push up against him. “Hmm, enjoying yourself love?” She mumbled, making him chuckle against her skin. “I have something for you.” Melinda could feel something in his hand as moved to his finger tips. Her eyes widened when she realized what he had against her clit. “Found it in your nightstand.” He turned it one and Melinda moaned loudly as pushed back against him, making him drag her with him to the wall. “Easy now love,” He put his lips against her ear. “You don’t want your mates to hear you now, do you?” He felt her body tense up as he started rubbing her clit in a circular motion with the vibrator.
“Good thing, this is really quiet huh love?” Tangerine said as he felt her legs starting to shake. “Is someone already getting close? Pity, I was hoping to drag this out longer. But I take it it’s been awhile since you relieved any stress isn’t it love?” She mumbled again as she tried to wiggle out of his grip. “Don’t fight it love,” He tightened his grip on her so she couldn’t get away. “Let it happen. Just let it happen.” She closed her eyes tight as her body started tensing up again and her legs shook. She mumbled the same thing over and over again against his hand again. He chuckled, knowing she was saying. “Go ahead love, come for me.”
Tangerine brought his head back up and removed his hand from her mouth to her chin but quickly replaced it with his mouth. She moaned his name into his mouth as she found her release. He kept kissing her hard as she kept moaning his name into his mouth. Once she sighed in relief at the pleasure she felt throughout her body. He turned off the vibartor and started kissing her slowly as she calmed back down. Tangerine slowly slipped his hand back out of her panties, making her whimper at his touch.
He slowly broke the kiss and pressed his forehead against hers. Tangerine kept his eyes on her as he ran his thumb across her lower lip. He watched as she kept her eyes closed while she caught her breath. When she finally opened her eyes, he smiled down at her. He kissed her one more time, gently before he released his grip on her. A grin formed on his face as he saw her cheeks started to turn red. Melinda quickly looked away, making him chuckle. He put his hand on her lower back, slowly pushing her forward to her desk so he could move off the wall.
Tangerine chuckled again when he noticed her legs were weak as she walked over to her desk. She put the now crumble forms on the desk and placed her hands on the edge of it as she leaned over. He had a big grin on his face as he grabbed his handkerchief from his jacket to wipe his hand.
“Alright there love?” Tangerine said, placing the handkerchief and vibrator into his pocket. “Do you need me to call for help?” He chuckled a bit.
“I hate you so much right now.” Melinda said, taking a deep breath and letting it out. “So much.”
“Yeah, I bet.” Tangerine said, smiling as he started rolling his sleeves down. “If you like, we can have some hate sex when you get home.”
“No,” Melinda said, turning to him. “Not with that anaconda in your pants.” She looked down and his eyes followed her gaze. He just laughed and looked over at her, shaking his head. “I’m serious.”
“You know love,” Tangerine said, grabbing his jacket and placing it in front of him as he walked over to her. “It’s much bigger when I take it out.’
“Oh dear god.” Melinda said, rolling her eyes as she looked away.
“You're going to be saying that and doing that when I’m inside of you tonight.” Tangerine said, he licked his lips as he looked at her ass. “You have nice ass love.” He reached out and caressed her ass as she stood up. “Anyone tell you that?” She turned to him as he pulled her towards him. “It would be a shame if they didn’t.”
“You're terrible you know that?” Melinda said, smiling as she put her arms around her neck. “Very terrible.”
“You weren’t saying that a few minutes ago,” Tangerine said, giving her a kiss. “Before I forget love, your keys.” He slid them into her back pocket. “I parked it in your usual spot.”
“Thank you.” Melinda said, kissing him. “I really appreciate you taking care of it for me.”
“Your welcome love.” Tangerine said, giving her ass a squeeze. “You really do have a nice ass.”
“Like I said, terrible.” Melinda said, giving him another kiss. “You sure that I can’t just pay…”
“Shh,” Tangerine said, pressing his forehead against hers. “As long as you're with me, I’ll take care of you love.”
“Even though,” Melinda said, pulling back a bit. “We’ve only been on six dates?”
“That’s six more dates than I usually go on,” Tangerine said and she gave him a question. “I told you love,” He placed his hand on her under her chin and traced her lower lip with his thumb. “There’s something about you. If there wasn’t, I wouldn’t bother. I would have treated you like any other girl I’ve met. I would have charmed you, bedded you and then been on my way. But with you” He let out a soft sigh. “I’m finding myself… wanting more.” He smiled as she looked down, trying to hide her blushing cheeks. “I’ll let you get back to work love.”
“Okay,” Melinda said, in a low voice as she looked back up. “Take it, you'll be at my place when I get off of work.” He hmm in response. “Going to break in?” She winked at him.
“No need, I made myself a spare key, ” Tangerine said, giving her a wink. “Call me when you get off of work love and I’ll draw you that hot bath for you.” He kissed her. “I hope you like what I have planned for our seventh date.” She raised an eyebrow and he smiled. “Get your mind out of the gutter you cheeky minx.” She giggled a bit as she shook her head. “Now, off to work with you.”
With that, he gave her a kiss goodbye and left her to her work. She tried to focus on her paperwork, but couldn’t help but let her mind wonder back to the moment they shared. Not because it was something she’s never done at work or having an extra assistant while being intimate with someone. But what he shared with her afterwards, an intimate conversion.
When she was finally able to focus, she got her paperwork done. The rest of her shift was the usual, rushed now and again. Difficult patients and sweet patients. Nothing too crazy that she couldn’t handle. After her shift ended, she gave Tangerine a quick call before heading to the parking lot. She went over to her usual spot and her jaw dropped at the sight she saw. Unable to find words, she just got in her car and rushed home.
She swung the door open, eager to speak with Tangerine. When she froze in place. The lights were off, but there were candlelights that lit up her apartment. She closed the door and locked it up behind her. She kicked her shoes off then pulled off her socks and placed them by Tangerine’s by the door. Melinda placed her stuff on the kitchen counter as she looked at the ground. She followed the path of rose petals that led to her bedroom. That’s where she found Tangerine, he was leaning up against the bathroom door frame, smiling at her.
“I can’t even right now.” Melinda said, looking around smiling. “This is just,” She let out a happy sigh as she looked at him. “Amazing. And this,” She pulled out her car keys. “Are you serious with this right now?”
“You said you’ve been needing a new car love. So,” Tangerine said, he shrugged his shoulders. “I got you the new car you wanted.”
“My mind is so blown right now.” She said, placing the keys on the dresser. “How much are the monthly car payments?”
“Don’t worry about it love,” Tangerine, crossing his arms.
“What?” Melinda said, walking over to him. “Don’t tell me you're going to make the monthly car payments.”
“No love.” Tangerine said, shaking his head. “There’s no monthly car payments.” She tilted her head in confusion. “I paid for the car in full love.” She gasped and covered her mouth, making him chuckle. “And before you asked love, you don’t have to worry about the insurance either, I got that handle.”
“Tangerine, you don’t…” Melinda said and Tangerine shook his head. “It’s just..”
“What did I say love?” Tangerine said and she let out a sigh. “Come here.” He uncrossed his arms and he stood upright. He reached out for her and she went into his arms as he wrapped them around her. “What did I say?”
“As long as I'm with you, you’ll take care of me.” Melinda said, in a low voice.
“That’s right.” Tangerine said, nodding his head. “So let me take care of you.” She let out a sigh as she looked away. “Hey,” He grabbed her chin and turned her head back to his. “Forgive me for saying love, but I’m not like those fucking cunts you dated. I” He moved his face closer to her. “Will never lay my hands on you, ever. I rather bite a bullet than do that to you. And if you don’t believe me, you can always tell Lemon and he’ll put a bullet right between my eyes. Alright?” Melinda nodded her head. “Plus love,” He let go of her chin and brushed her bangs away from her face.“For years you’ve always been the one taking care of everything. Your cunts of exes. All the bills and student loans. All the patients that come into your ER. And you even take care of your staff. Don’t you think it’s time someone takes care of you?”
“I just don’t…” Melinda said he went to place his finger on her lip when she grabbed it. “Let me talk please.” He rolled his eyes and sighed before nodding his head. “I just don’t want you to be spending all your money on lavish gifts for me. Especially since I can’t do the same for you.” He opened his mouth, but she placed a finger on his lips and he sighed. “Yes I know you're going to say I don’t have to get you anything but still. I would like to be able to get you something for your birthday or christmas or anniversaries if we ever get to that point. But how am I supposed to compete with your gifts? You get me a brand new car and I’m supposed to do what? Slap a bow on me and say I’m your present?”
“I won’t mind that love.” Tangerine said, giving her wink.
“Tangerine,” Melinda said, sighing and shaking her head. “I don’t want what we have to end up turning into some sugar daddy situation. I mean, have you thought of what would happen if we break up after you spend all this money on me? I have no problem giving everything back but there’s now way I can repay you.”
“Love,” Tangerine said, taking her face in his hands. “Anything I buy you, is yours. The money, don’t worry about paying me back, ever. This isn’t a sugar daddy situation, though I have no problem being your daddy in the bedroom.” He winked and she giggled. “And as for us breaking up,” He leaned his head in closer as he looked into her eyes. “It won’t ever happen.” He pulled back a bit. “Technology, we aren't officially a couple, we’re just dating. Can’t break up if you're only dating.”
“So what?” Melinda said, smiling. “We’re just going to keep going on dates so we’ll never break up.”
“They say the sprake dies once you stop going on dates. So,” Tangerine said, leaning back down again. “We’ll keep going on dates and keep our sprake alive.”
“I guess it’s a good thing I’m having second thoughts about giving up on dating.” Melinda said, making Tangerine smile. “Maybe,” She kissed him and spoke against his lips. “I’ll give it another try.”
“You won’t regret love,” Tangerine said, kissing her passionately before he pulled back. “I promise you.” He moved his hands down her body and to her waist. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her against him “Now, I know you don’t want any more lavish gifts but,” She was about to say something when he gave her a squeeze. “I got you this awhile back for ya.” He reached in his back pocket and pulled out two tickets. “For you love.” He held them out to her.
“Are those…” Melinda said she took them and read them over. “Plane tickets to Hawaii. Wait.” She looked at the date. “Oh my god.” She looked up at him. “You bought these the night we met?”
“Told you I was going to prove you wrong.” Tangerine said, grinning.
“Tangerine, I…” Melinda said, letting out a soft sigh. “I don’t know what to say.”
“You don’t have to say anything love.” Tangerine said, smiling down at her as he slowly started swaying them. “Now I have our vacation all taken care of. I booked us the best room at the best resort they have. I got us a rental while we are there. I also made you a salon and spa appointment. A couple massage for us and dinner reservations.” He smiled as he saw her face lit up. “We’re going to be leaving first thing in the morning.”
“I should skip the bath and pack then.” Melinda said, Tangerine shook his head. “Why not?”
“Because I already have your bags packed and in my car. I also bought you new clothes since your wardrobe consists of graphic Batman shirts. You're a nerd by the way, grow up.” Tangerine said she smacked him and he chuckled. “You also had long sleeve shirts and your scrubs. Speaking of your wardrobe, you, my cheeky minx, have been hiding two big things from me.” Melinda raised an eyebrow. “I’m talking about these love” He grabbed the pack of her top and pulled it to hug her body as he looked down at her chest. “Thirty eight double Ds.” He liked his lips. “It’s a shame you wear banging shirts to hide these wonderful tits of yours love.”
“My eyes are up here Tangerine.” Melinda said and his eyes went to hers. “What clothes did you buy to replace mine on the trip? I hope something tasteful.”
“You see how I dress love, I’m always tasteful.” Tangerine said, smiling. “I bought a few tops, shorts, and sundresses. A few bikinis when we go to the beach. Several elegant dresses for our date nights. I even got you heels to go with them and” He gave her a kiss. “To go with the outfits I bought you to wear for me in the bedroom.”
“Sounds like someone is getting ahead of himself again.” Melinda said, smiling at him as she slipped out of his grip. “Also if you think I’m a nerd now,” She started walking into the bathroom. “You're going to think I'm bigger when you see my tattoos.”
‘Tattoos?” Tangerine said, grinning as he watched her. “I’m a sucker for a woman with tattoos.”
Melinda reached down, grabbing the bottom of her shirts and pulling them above her head. She allowed both the long sleeve shirt and scrub top to fall to the floor. She turned around to face Tangerine and he started biting his lower lip as he admired her body. Tattoos flow down her forearms and spread out across her chest. His eyes slowly traveled down her body, he could see her slender stomach with a slight muscle tone with a V shape leading into her pants. She took a hold of the string that was keeping her pants up. She pulled the string and Tangerine let out a groan as she let go of the string and allowed the pants to fall to the floor.
“Fuck.” Tangerine whispered, pulled down the collar of his shirt to get more air as he looked down at her slender and smooth legs. Then he saw her bra drop by her feet, making his eyes shoot back up to her exposed chest. “Fuck me.”
“I will as soon as you get in the tub with me.” Melinda said, in a seductive tone.
She kept his eyes on him as she slipped her thumbs into the side of her panties. Melinda pulled them down as she wiggled out of them. She let go of them and they fell to the floor as his eyes followed. She stepped out of them and his eyes traveled back up to her face. She grinned as she used her finger to call him over. A deep growl came from his throat and grabbed the back of his shirt and pulled it off of him. He dropped it to the ground and walked over to her as he unbuckled his belt and undid his pants.
Tangerine leaned down forcefully, taking her lips as he reached around her and taking a hold of her ass. He lifted her up and she wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around her waist. He started walking over to the tub and carefully got in while still focusing on her. Strengthen or skill, or both, Tangerine somehow manages to squat down as continue to kiss and hold her. Melinda moved her legs around, to straddle him as he sat down in the tub.
His hands travel back up her body, one to her back and the other behind her neck to deepen the kiss. Melinda sat up a bit as she grabbed the top of his pants and boxers. Without a word, Tangerine let her go and put his hands on the rim of the tub, lifting himself a bit so she pulled his pants and boxers down till he was exposed.
Once he was, she let go and sat back down. He took a hold of his hard cock with one hand and wrapped the other under Melinda’s ass. He lifted her up and he moved himself in position as soon as he was, he lowered down and started sliding inside her. He moved his hand and had it join the other, he gripped her ass tight as he shoved her down on him. Melinda gasped in pain and pleasure as she tossed her head back.
He chuckled in at the sight of the noise she made as he started lifting her and down on him. He slid one hand up her back and to her hair. He grabbed her hair clip and removed it, tossing it out of the tub as her long hair flowed down. Tangerine grabbed a hold of her hair, pulling her back to expose her neck. He started kissing and nibbling as he went side to side on it. Melinda’s moaning got loud and loud every time he lifted her higher and higher on his cock.
“Fuck.’ Melinda said as he slammed her down and rolled her hips. “Oh my god. Oh my god.” He let go of her hair to get a better grip on her as he lifted her back up. “Fuck.” He slammed her back down and buried his face between her breasts. “Hmm fuck.” He started sucking hard, till he left a mark and he moved over to another spot and did it again. “Fuck.”
When Tangerine felt her start to move herself, he removed one hand and went down to his pants pocket. He fought with it at first but was able to get out what he was looking for. He grabbed it out and brought his hand around to Melinda clit. He used his other arm to push her back down and keep her there. Then he turned the vibrator on, making her cry out his name.
“Waterproof vibrators are the best, aren’t they love?” Tangerine said he moved his mouth to one of her nipples. He started sucking on it as he rolled her hips back and forth as her moaning got louder. He pulled back and blew on her wet skin, causing her to shiver and him chuckle. “Enjoying yourself love?” She responded with a moaning yes.
He chuckled as he took her other nipples in his mouth and started sucking. Her legs started to shake as started tugging on Tangerine’s hair. He pulled back and blew on the skin again, causing another chill. He leaned back a bit, to look at her face as she started calling out his name. Tangerine moved the vibrator in a circular motion as he started lifting her back up. Her head started spinning as she started coming.
She was overtaken by the pleasure of the roughnest and dominance of Tangerine that she didn’t even realize what was going on around her. Water from the bathtub splashing onto the walls, the floor and putting out candles nearby. Him carrying her out of the tub and placing her on the wet tile floor. How he placed her legs on his shoulders as he had a firm grip on her breast. How he would pull all the way out to where only his tip was inside and slammed back into her, making cry out his name.
It wasn’t till he dropped her onto the bed and grabbed her legs, flipping her over to her stomach that she realize was no longer in the tub. She grabbed a pillow and tried to muffle her screams of pleasure as Tangerine gripped her hips to keep her ass in the air as he pounded away. Her legs started to shake from another orgasm release. Tangerine stayed in deep and each thrust shoved her down onto the bed. He moved his legs to the outside of her and then used his legs to close hers, making her tighter as he started moving in and out of her again. He let go of her hips and leaned over her. He grabbed her hands, pinning them to above her head with one. Then grabbed her throat with the other, giving it a squeeze as he leaned her head back so she couldn’t muffle her screams.
“I want to hear love.” Tangerine whispers against her ear. “I want to hear you cum one last time for me.” He started going faster and harder, making her get louder and louder as her walls tightened up. “That’s it love, cum for me. Cum for me.” He picked up the pace as his body started to tense up. “Fuck I’m getting close love. Real close.” Melinda’s legs started to shake as she hit her final orgasm of the night. “Fuck.” Tangerine let go of her throat as it pulled out of her. "Oh fuck." He stroked himself as his came and it dripped down her legs. “Fuck love.”
He took breath through his nose and out through his mouth. Tangerine leaned down and kissed her cheek before letting go of her hands. He kissed her shoulder and started kissing her back as he crawled off the bed. He gave her leg a squeeze before heading to that bathroom. Melinda was sleeping in and out of it so all she could hear was just noises in the background. She closed her eyes and shivered a bit when she felt something cold go across her legs for a brief moment.
“Love?” Tangerine said and Melinda mm-hmm in response. “Told you, you would be wide awake when we get started.” She laugh weaky while she kept her eyes closed. “Come here.” She could feel her body being moved around as he wrapped his arms around her and placed her head against his chest. “Did you enjoy my company tonight on our seventh date?” She nodded her head. “Good, I enjoyed yours too. Now get to sleep, we got a big day tomorrow.” She let out a soft sigh and sleep started to take her as she heard a whisper in her ear. “Melinda…I love you.”
Present
“Your guys' first time was in the bathtub?” Yelena said and Melinda nodded her head. “How didn’t you guys break your neck’s while in there?”
“Girl I was too busy being destroyed by that anaconda of his to worry about that.” Melinda said, making Yelena laugh. “Ironically though.” Melinda propped herself up on her elbow. “And I’m trying not to gross you out by talking about your cousin in a naughty manner but” Yelena made a gagging sound. “Oh, shut up” Melinda playing shoving Yelena. “I heard details of what you did with Lemon so deal with mine. Anyways. Our first time would have been in the bathtub too. It was more like he was having a really bad anxiety attack so I had to cool him off. Once he was good we were talking and joking around. We ended up falling out of the tub and taking the shower curtain with us. We were laughing for a bit and I don’t know, things just started happening.”
“I remember Bob saying you guys almost did something but he said he didn't have anything condoms.” Yelena said, and Melinda nodded her head. “This is why I always carry condoms. Better to have it and not need it, then to need it and not have it.”
“Yeah, that’s why I actually told him to buy condoms after.” Melinda said, Yelena gasped and played shove her. “I know. I know. To be honest, when he said he didn’t have a condom, he asked me if I didn’t want to use one. Butttt the shower rod fell into the tub and splashed us and he said he was taking that as a no.”
“Melinda,” Yelena said, scotting her body closer. “Were you going to say yes?”
“I was strongly thinking yes.” Melinda said, and Yelena did a girly squeal. “Actually, when it was all happening, I wasn't even thinking about a condom. If he didn't even bring it up and he just went for it, I wouldn't have stopped him." Yelena did another girly, but this time higher. "But,” Melinda put up a finger making Yelena calm down. “Afterwards when he took off for a bit, I started thinking what if somehow I did get pregnant. Bob is so sweet and honorable, he would have got with me the moment I told him I was pregnant. But don't want Bob to feel like he has to be with me because he knocked me up.”
“Trust me Mel,” Yelena said, placing her hand on her shoulder. “Bob wants to be with you. It’s all he talks about. He says he tried to ask you a few times before, but something always end up happening right before he could get the words out.”
“Really?” Melinda said, letting out a sigh. “I always thought with what he has been through, he wasn’t ready to start dating and that’s why he never asked me. But now, after finding out everything about Tangerine. Maybe that’s why it never happened because it wasn't supposed to. Can you imagine how much worse this would be? How much more pain Bob would be in if we were together and this happened?” She let out a sigh. “It would have destroyed him. I think it is destroying him.”
“Hey” Yelena said, squeezing her shoulder. “Bob understands you need to process this. We all do. You just need some time and space to do that.”
“Yelena, you should have seen the look on his face. The hurt in his eyes.” Melinda said, laying back down as Yelena removed her hand. “He knew before I was moving on from Tangerine because the hurt he caused me by leaving me when we thought I was pregnant. Even after finding out it was a cyst, I was still moving on. And if he did come back after he found out I wasn’t pregnant, it was the fact he left me because he thought I was. It was hurt and anger that was helping me move on from Tangerine. But now,” She let out a sigh.” Finding out he left me to protect me and the baby he thought I was having. Finding out that he was planning to ask me to marry him. Finding out he sacrificed himself to save me.” She started tearing up. “It brought back those feelings I felt for Tangerine and I have no way to fight them off.”
“Then there’s Bob.” Melinda said, sniffing a bit. “Since I met him, he’s always looked out for me. Even when I was just a stranger pulled over on the side of the road, having a panic attack. He went out of his way to take care of me. I think that’s why I always felt safe and comfortable around him. I love how he makes me smile and laugh. I love his,” She smiled. “Cute awkwardness. His fidgeting and stuttering he does because how nervous he gets around me, is so adorable to me. I love that crooked smile of his when he blushes. The way he is acts like a total goofball to cheer me up whenever I'm sad. I love how he can hold me and this wave of peace just washes over me. And when he sings Yelena, it darn near breaks my heart.”
“Melinda,” Yelena said, smiling. “Are you in love with Bob?”
“What?...I…I.” Melinda said, then her Ringer App went off. It was notified that someone was at the door and then the doorbell rang. “It’s probably Mr Rogers again, having issues with his TV.”
“I’ll go help him,” Yelena said as she got off the bed. “You know, I love that you have a neighbor named Mr Rogers.” The doorbell went off again. “I’m coming.” She called out. “Won’t you get ready for the day and we’ll get some food when I get back.”
“Alright.” Melinda said, getting out of bed as Yelena went to answer the door. “Nice hot shower should help.” She closed the door a bit as she went to turned on the shower and started brushing her teeth while she wanted the water to warm up. She could hear Yelena talking but couldn’t make out anything. She spit out the toothpaste, used mouthwash and then spit it out. “Hate the stuff.” She wiped down her face and put her hair down when she heard Yelena call out. She opened the door and called out. “What was that?”
“I said you have company’ Yelena called out. “I’m going to head out. Just call me whenever you need me.”
“Okay.” Melinda called back out and she heard the door shut. “I’ll be right there, just give me a minute.” She turned off the shower and grabbed her hair clip. She put her head down as she put the hair clip back in as she walked to the living room. “Sorry about that.” She put her hands down as she looked back up. She gasped and froze in place as she tried to process what was happening. There was silence for a moment, till she found her voice. “Tangerine.”
“Hello love.”
Wishing On Dandelions Part 15
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