-Alaina-

I hear the running water as I sit at the window, watching each drop as it trails down the glass, desperate to reach the bottom.

Warmth suddenly surges through my body as Dominic slowly places himself behind me on the bed, taking me into his arms and tugging me closer.

The room is quiet, only the gushing water coming from the bathroom and the gentle tapping of the rain can be heard.

My back rests against his chest, my body drowning in the now dry hoodie.

His head is propped on my shoulder, also watching the outside world.

As he lifts up, he takes my hand in his, pulling me with him.

He takes me into the bathroom, my vision focusing in on the now full, steaming tub of water.

A lazy smile plays on his lips as I try to smile back.

He goes to leave, shutting the door.

Until I stop it with my foot, fiddling with the strings hanging from my hood.

Like he already knew, he walks back in, his hands going straight to my waist.

He kisses my hair, lifting the hoodie back over my head.

Neither of us speak, just being here is enough.

His hands travel to the hem of my shirt, looking at me.

I give him a gentle nod before he lifts that up too.

Grasping my shoulders softly, he turns me around, working on the latch of my bra.

He removes the rest of my clothes, his eyes never even taking a glimpse below my face.

One hand covers my body, the other in his as he guides me into the hot water.

I stay sat forward, tense, as he observes my face from beside me.

Sitting himself on his knees, he grabs the shampoo I brought the first time I stayed here.

He begins massaging it into my scalp, my body relaxing ever so slightly, relishing in the feeling.

For some reason, he takes care of me, like it's all he knows, knowing the boundaries right now and not going past them.

His finger tips work like magic on my head after the day I've had.

Applying conditioner to the ends of my hair, he sweeps it over my shoulder, kissing the small beauty mark there.

I know he's seeing the marks I have, each one I'm insecure about, and I push the overwhelming urge to run and hide away, just allowing him to look after me.

His face is focused, concentrated, simply on me.

Nothing else.

As I sit forward, I see his hand reach out, pushing me back against the rim of the bath, my body fully relaxing for the first time today.

He gently scrubs my body, looking up at me for any sign of protest against him, my eyes showing none.

My body is swallowed in a thick, soft towel and then sat on the surface of the counter.

I watch as Dominic washes his hands and dries them, grabbing the array of face creams and washes.

That line appears between eyebrows like it does whenever he's confused.

I reach out, tapping just a simple moisturiser.

He takes a small amount on his finger, touching my cheeks, my forehead, so soft as if I'm the most delicate thing to him.

Then his finger taps my nose, and I see the white blob on the tip of my nose, causing him to grin like an idiot.

I can't fight back the smile breaking out on my face.

"I missed that, I don't ever want to see your face without a smile for that long again." that cute concentrating face resurfaces as he rubs the cream into my skin.

He pops the cap off the chapstick, swiping a thin layer across my lips.

Rubbing his lips together, he mocks the action I'm guessing he sees me do all the time.

Then, I see darkness as a fresh shirt his pulled over my head, his cologne enveloping my nose.

I inhale deeply, allowing the pleasant scent to calm my soul.

"I made sure to make it smell like me, I heard girls like that." he rubs the back of his neck, awkwardly.

He scurries out the room, and he returns with another item of clothing, sliding it up my legs, one at a time.

"You don't have any spare underwear here, so you're just going to have to have mine for the night, I'm sorry, love." his lips find mine and the tension in my shoulders disappears, savouring it.

My legs wrap around his waist as he carries me to the bed, laying me down and pulling the covers up to my chin.

As he goes to walk out the room, my hands grasp onto his forearm.

"Stay." I whisper, my tired eyes fluttering closed. "Please."

He doesn't say a word before wrapping his arms around my waist, pulling me into his chest.

"Thank you." I yawn.

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I dance around the kitchen, singing into the spatula in my hand.

Smoothing down the last bit of blue icing, I lick the excess from the utensils.

I step back to admire my work, nodding in satisfaction.

A huge crash sounds from the living room.

Jumping through the door, I excitedly bounce, eager to show Danny the cake.

He's going to love it.

My heart stops as I take in the sight.

I watch as he trips over his own feet, blood seeping through the gaps of his hands.

2 trails of blood lead behind him, all the way out the door.

"Holy shit, Danny." I rush to his side, his face stuck in a pained expression as he falls to the floor.

Pressing my hands on one of the wounds, I feel my eyes swell with tears.

Don't cry right now, he needs you.

My shaking, red coated hands reach for my phone, dialling 911.

"Hey, you're okay, buddy, just stay with me, yeah?"

The man on the phone tells me what to do.

The ambulance isn't going to make it.

I keep following instructions, his eyes barely even having the strength to blink.

"You need to stay with me Danny!" I yell, his eyes not even flinching open.

"Dan!" I scream.

I jump up from my position in his arms, sweat coating my forehead.

My palms search for any sort of object, just to make sure this is real.

Leaning back, my hands make contact with the bed beneath me, relief flooding through my body.

I look down, sweat pooling in my palms.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Dominic's soft touch meets me as I'm unable to breathe right.

Keeping silent, I squeeze my eyes shut as tight as I can.

"Holy shit, Alaina, your heart is going crazy." his hand makes contact with my chest, concern crossing his face.

He places one of my hands flat on his chest, the rhythm of his slow and steady.

"I need you to try and follow my breathing, can you do that for me?".

He takes in a deep breath, I try to follow him, he nods, reassuring me.

Releasing the air, I follow again.

"You're doing so good, baby, another one." he takes another exaggerated breath, my heart desperately trying to match his pace.

One of his fingers move the hair stuck to my face away, clearing my vision.

He keeps doing this until my body regulates.

Laying back down, he pulls me with him, placing the stuffed toy I love on the other side of me.

"See, you're safe, me and your dumb little friend got your back, mi amore." his lips kiss the back of my neck.

We have a weird 3 way spoon going on, and it's the best feeling.

His fingers trace patterns through the fabric on my stomach, sending me to sleep once again.

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-Dominic-

The soft mist falls on my head, my hands rushing to pull my hood over my head.

I managed to get a day off work, Nate and Lucas are not happy with me.

But the goal today is make Alaina happy.

So it is currently 6:30am and I am out in the rain, getting supplies for the day.

Baking. 

Watching movies.

Snacks.

Me.

4 things she likes.

And she's going to have that show stopping smile on her face today, I'm determined.

I rummage through the shelves, searching for her favourites.

Mike and ikes, Reese's, sour patch kids.

By the time I leave, I'm carrying 2 bags of groceries and random shit she likes.

Even a new collar for Roxy because she mentioned once that white is a bad color. 

Pretty sure she was talking about a sweater, but I can never be too safe.

I had to leave early to make sure I was back before she wakes up, since she had a bad night I don't want her waking up alone.

It's also fucking freezing.

My entire body shakes as I step into the heat of the house.

My feet carry me into the bedroom straight away, Alaina's still form cuddled up in my soft white sheets.

There's something about this girl in the mornings.

I don't know if its the way that angelic, golden glow highlights her perfect cheeks, or the way her lips look slightly swollen.

Or maybe even how her hair sprawls out across my pillows. In my bed.

Sometimes, I even love the sound of her soft snores, barely audible, but just enough to catch my attention as her nose scrunches up.

What can I say, I'm one lucky man.

It may also be how her shirt rides up and most of her ass is on display.

Damn.

I take my seat beside her, pulling the fabric back down and kissing her forehead.

I notice her lips tilt up slightly, and I wait for her eyes open.

But instead, her body just sinks into me, sighing and snoring lightly again.

I lay beside her, pulling her head into my chest.

A few hours pass until I feel her stir in my arms slightly.

12:36.

Her head lifts from my embrace, her hair like a curtain in front of her face.

I give her a soft smile, she returns it instantly, biting her lip.

"Good morning. Or afternoon I guess." I chuckle as her fist reach up to rub her eyes.

Locking our hands, I pull her up, her facing scrunching up from the harsh light.

Her eyes land on the bags at the side of the bed, pursing her lips.

Without a word, she holds up a finger in my face, walking to the bathroom.

After around 5 minutes she walks out, her hair now smooth and looking as good as ever.

Her hands wrap around my waist, and it feels like a silent thank you.

That's until I feel her feet move around, almost excitedly, before she places her hands on my ass.

And squeezes.

Pulling away instantly, I narrow my eyes at her as she giggles like a maniac.

I stay still for a few seconds before launching at her, throwing her over my shoulder.

My hands clutch the backs of her thighs to keep her steady, her hands slapping my back and laughing uncontrollably.

Throwing her back onto the bed, I hover over her, one hand on either side of her head, her smile never faltering.

She wraps both her legs around my torso, pulling down with all her might.

I'm so glad she's feeling better.

Our lips meet in a deep, harsh kiss, her legs pulling me down to grind into her.

Both of our mouths open slightly at the feeling, taking the opportunity to dive my tongue into her mouth.

I prop myself up on one elbow, the other travelling to her hips, gliding up her shirt.

My rings dig into her waist, and I feel her smile against me.

She throws her head back, allowing me access to her neck.

I take it instantly, kissing and sucking softly on the skin, especially the one spot that causes her mouth to drop open.

Using my hand, I pull the neckline of her shirt down slightly, trailing kisses along her collar bone down to her chest.

I pull away for a second, looking into her eyes.

My fingers move the strands of hair from her face.

"You're so beautiful, Alaina." I whisper, cupping her cheek in my palm, slamming my lips back onto hers.

Dragging my hand down her front, I break the kiss as she lifts her arms for me to remove her shirt.

A single finger goes under the strap of her bra, slowly moving across the edge of the fabric covering her breast.

My lips attach with her skin again, all the way across her chest, her fingers digging into my hair.

I look up into her eyes as my hand hovers over the waistband of her shorts.

She smiles and nods softly at me.

"I need you to say it, darling." 

"Please. Dominic yes." she breathes out, her chest moving up and down quick.

"Lift your hips." My breath fans the skin on her stomach.

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I walk into the kitchen, noticing her cheeks still flushed red.

Wrapping my arms around her, she jumps slightly, slapping my hands.

She drops her phone on the counter, glaring at me.

Chuckling, I reach forward, placing my hands on the counter either side of her.

Her breath hitches as her eyes follow my actions.

"Don't give me that look." I laugh at her attempt at being mad.

Dragging her gaze from my arms to my face, she lets out a soft breath.

She pushes my chest with a laugh, heading for the bedroom.

I walk in, watching as she pulls the stuffed toy onto her lap.

"God, you love that thing more than you love me." I roll my eyes sitting on the edge of the bed.

Her face drops slightly and I make a decision.

"We need to talk."

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I'm not robbing forever, I swear.

I have been brainstorming ideas for my next book, and I'm so excited about it.

I'm hoping to have improved my writing skill by then, so look out for it in the future!

Love yall <3