Immaculate

Murder in the dark...

This story is marked as Mature, but for some reason Wattpad have marked chapter 23 "ye of little faith" as private, I have sent a ticket disagreeing and asking them to change it back to public. If you are following me can you let me know if you can see that part please?

If I continue to have problems with them making it unreadable, I shall stick to fanfiction site.

Part Twenty Five

Sang's POV

By the time they had all left it was late and I was shattered. I was sitting on Dr Green's lap in the living room, curled up with my head tucked under his chin. My eyes were heavy but my heart was full of love. They had all told me repeatedly that they loved me and I had felt cherished, wanted and I never wanted to lose that feeling.

"Miss Sorenson, I suggest we all go to bed, we have school tomorrow," Mr Blackbourne came into the room. His sleeves were rolled up, his tie was missing and his top button was undone. He looked absolutely gorgeous.

"Good idea," Dr Green said and shifted me slightly on his lap. I was too comfy to move, to warm and far too sleepy. He chuckled as I snuggled deeper into his chest, reluctant to get up.

Mr Blackbourne strode forwards and in one easy movement he had me up in his arms. I linked my arms around his shoulders, put my face in his neck and breathed in his smell of spring soap.

"Bedtime," he murmured and then he was carrying me up to the bedroom. He slid me into the middle and I cuddled down under the sheets.

"Go to sleep," he murmured and stroked the hair from my face. I watched through heavy eyes as he went into the bathroom. Dr Green sat on the bed while he waited for him to finish up.

"Pookie," he murmured my name and I dragged my eyes open to meet his. He smiled at me but I could see his eyes were serious; it woke me up slightly as I regarded him.

"Things are going to move quicker now." He reached over and traced a finger down my nose. "If you need space or things are going to quickly for you, come and tell me. Tell Owen. Those boys love you, we love you. But there's plenty of time, we have our whole lives ahead of us together."

I blinked, knowing that he meant physically. I bit my lip and nodded.

"Dr Green?"

He rolled his eyes at me and I knew it was because of what I'd called him.

"Sean, Mr Blackbourne said it wouldn't be conventional or even normal..."

"No, it won't be, not in the eyes of society. But that doesn't mean it's wrong. Because it's not. It's a lot for you to get your head around, Sang, but we all love you so much that it could never be wrong. It's not just sex, Sang; we're all attracted to you, don't get me wrong, and we all want to make love with you when you're ready. But it's more than sex; we love you completely."

"I thought I'd feel guilty; I thought that maybe I'd feel wrong somehow, knowing that I'm going to be with all of you. But I don't. I thought I wasn't normal because I'd be with you and I'd feel so much, love you so much and then I'd be with Mr Blackbourne and feel the same. And then I'd be with Victor or Silas and I love them. I was really confused," I whispered.

He lay on his side facing me and traced his hand down my face, bringing it around to cup the back of my head.

"We're lucky to have found you," he whispered back.

"No, I was lucky to find you," I replied.

He leant forward and kissed my forehead gently.

"Go to sleep, pookie," he murmured and trailed his lips from my forehead down onto my ear. "I love you," his words were whispered and I sighed happily.