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Zane had a special mission to accomplish. No one could find out that he's undercover. No one. But with those hazel eyes and her smart mouth he couldn't stay away from her. She was making him feel things he never knew it was pos...
They say it's what you make, I say it's up to fate
It's woven in my soul, I need to let you go
Your eyes, they shine so bright, I wanna save that light
I can't escape this now, unless you show me how
"Demons": Imagine Dragons
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Two weeks have passed since I went for the first time grocery shopping with my Angel. The second time we went I remembered the chocolate cake we bought the first time and that she absolutely loved so I bought her another one. My excuse was that I was craving that cake. Bullshit, but she doesn't need to know it.
I got my bandages off last week and I feel a lot better. My poor Angel had to help me every time I had to shower or take my fucking t-shirt off. I was embarrassed at first. I didn't like to depend so much on people, but I did want to depend on her. It was my perfect excuse for her to touch me.
I was already deep in love with this woman. I did like women before but never loved one.
Yesterday I realized that what I felt for her was love. It might be a short time to say that but the more time I spend with her the more I want her in my life forever.
When I informed her yesterday that I'll go on a mission today, she respected that it was confidential information and didn't press to find out more. She asked if it was dangerous and when I confirmed it, she got very worried which made me feel like a dick.
"ZeZe, you promise to be careful and not get hurt? I don't want to experience something like that again!" She asked.
"I can't promise that Angel, but I'm gonna do my best to make sure I come back alive. I have someone waiting for me now" She blushed and hugged me in response.
I was addicted to her hugs. I did notice she took more initiative over the past weeks and even got bolder. I fucking loved that. I did realize that was her way of answering certain questions.
When she didn't know what to answer she often replied with a hug. And I fucking loved that. I always anticipated the next one like a fucking kid waiting to receive candy as a reward.
I was too whipped for my own good.
But a lot of things have me worried. The warehouse meeting was a trap set for Matthew but still a trap.
Another thing was Derek. He said it would be a week at the first meeting, but it ended with me waiting for a lot more.
When he contacted me again three days ago, I was nervous. Not because of the meeting but because of what I will see there.
Seeing where they keep the women and little girls they kidnap is terrifying no matter how many times I've seen it.
When I got to the meeting site, some of Derek's men were waiting for me. I got in their car and remained silent.
