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F2F: Dexter set the last of the dinner dishes in the strainer and turned to his Domme. "Oh Miss, I forgot to tell you. Sir Sebastian invited us over for dinner. You, me, and the twins. I told him I'd check with you."
Madeline smiled over at Dexter from her seat at the table with Dot on her lap. "That's very kind of him," she said. "Do you want to do it?"
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Juli looked over at Bella’s lifeless body, the sobs starting to shake through her body. She knew the police were on their way and she didn’t know what was going to happen, but it was an accident and she had been defending herself. That had to be obvious, wouldn’t it? She reached for the phone, choking back another sob as she dialed Dexter’s number. “Dex...I need you.”
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Phoebe looked down in the flyer in her hand. The red headed woman in the picture was definitely the one she had seen the other day in the coffee shop when she was working. She wasn’t sure if it would help at all if she mentioned that but the man who was handing out the flyers seemed so desperate that she had to at least try. She walked up to him, clearing her throat slightly. “Um, Dexter, right?” She asked, biting her lip before holding out the flyer. “I saw this woman like a week and a half ago getting coffee at the Coffee Bean.”
Madeline had texted Dexter to let him know that she was running late at Nate's and to feed the twins, but she hadn't told him more than that. Once she'd handed Nate's care off to Daisy, she slowly made her way up to her suite, taking the stairs instead of the elevator. She stopped just outside the door and leaned against the wall across from it as she got out her phone and dialed his number. "Hi, sweetheart," she said when he picked up. "I'm almost there, but I wanted to let you know that I got a little roughed up trying to keep Nate from going out and doing something he'd regret. I'm fine, but... are the twins still up?"
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Monday Evening
@dexterxwells, from here:
Dexter and the twins were waiting for his Domme when she finally returned. His eyes were full of worry, but the twins were just all smiles and excited baby talk as soon as they saw her. They brought her their ‘birthday cards’ and Dexter watched carefully to see if they were overwhelming her.
“Happy Birthday,” he whispered when he came close, kissing her cheek. “We missed you so much.”
As soon as Madeline saw the setup in their suite when she got inside, she let out a sob. She had been so determined to put on a brave face for Dexter and the twins, but seeing the three of them waiting for her, with birthday cards no less, her emotions welled up over the top. Between the nightly inspections and the way her mind’s eye had replaced every slave in that place with Dexter while they were there, she had been a bundle of nerves the entire time she’d been gone.
She clung to her sub and used the opportunity to wipe at her cheeks, not wanting to scare the twins. “Thank you,” she murmured once she felt a little more under control. “It’s so good to have you here with me.” She lingered in the hug for a few seconds longer before getting down on her knees in front of the twins. “Are these for me?” she asked, smiling despite herself at how adorable and sweet they were.
Pop’s | 3/7/22
Madeline settled Dot into one of the high chairs set up next to their booth in Pop’s, and she smiled at the three of them as she waited in her seat for Dexter to get Jack settled in the other chair. “Hi,” she said once he sat down across from her, and she took his hands, sandwiching them between hers. “Normally, I’d say this would be a cause for celebration. I’m legally part of your family now.” She smiled and glanced at the twins. “I know that you’re having mixed feelings now, though. Could you give me a color, sweetheart?” @dexterxwells
ER | 2/25/2022
Madeline didn’t know why the school insisted she stay in class when there was an emergency going on. She couldn’t concentrate and knew she wasn’t going to remember anything they covered for the rest of the day. The only thing that kept her in the classroom was the thought of a punishment potentially being their downfall in their exit interview next month.
As soon as her final class of the day was dismissed, she got her phone out and requested an uber. Her driver was waiting at the gate to the school when she got there, and the drive to the hospital seemed even longer than her class had. The hospital’s hallways were long and more numerous than she’d have liked, but she finally made her way back to the room with her family. “How is he?” she asked, sliding an arm around Dexter’s waist as soon as she was through the door.
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Stress Relief | 2/15/22
Yesterday had been perfect. That was the thought that had run through Madeline’s head most of the day. As time wore on, though, dread began to pool in her stomach, each time she thought about the wonderful dinner Dexter had made them, including the adorable little pizzas for the twins. What if this had been their last Valentine’s Day together? Or what if next year, he was her slave and she and Sam hadn’t been fast enough to prevent them from doing real damage to Dexter before she got him back? The what ifs swirled in her mind, and she barely made it through all of her classes. Panic rose in her when her suite was empty when she’d gotten back after her final class of the day, but then she’d noticed the note from Dexter, saying he’d taken the twins for a walk.
Good, she thought to herself. She’d have a little bit of time alone to pull herself back together. She set her school bag down next to the couch, went into her bedroom to dig her pack of cigarettes and an ash tray out of the back of her closet, and made her way out to her balcony. She stood against one wall, knowing she’d be hidden from view from anyone on the ground who wasn’t actively looking for her, and the floor-length curtain would block her from Dexter’s view if he got home before she realized it. With shaky fingers, she pulled a stick out of the pack, lit it, and pulled in a lungful of gloriously calming smoke. She laughed at herself a little as she blew the smoke out into the cold winter air. The smoke tasted disgusting, but she couldn’t argue with its calming effect. As soon as she finished her first one, she pulled out a second, taking advantage of the quiet and the nicotine to stop her thoughts from spiraling further. They were good together. They were strong together. They’d prove to the headmaster that they were exactly what a successful claim looked like, and that was that. @dexterxwells
