Strong For Too Long Trilogy ✔️

30. Sisters

CHAPTER 30: Sisters

Soft kisses roll down my bare spine, it's the thunderous rain outside that should have woken me, but I exerted enough energy, after only breaking out of the institution we were secluded within. I'm turned gently before gentle lips move along my neck, "Wake up, love." He whispers against me, I keep my eyes closed, one bare arm closing around his neck, the other running through the strands of his hair atop his head, his bulging biceps line under my arms as I gasp awake at the familiar slide of skin.

I snap my eyes up just before he slams his lips to mine, but remains still, "Good morning." He pants against me, slightly muffled while I giggle under him. He moves slowly, just to give me a really good morning before blinding lights flicker behind my eyes and before I know it, I'm well-spent already.

I stare at him sleepily while he rolls us over so I'm straddling him and sits us both up, nuzzling his nose against mine, "Someone's up." I whisper against him, arms curling around his shoulders. He smiles against me before tenderly lowering his lips back to mine. I cup his neck in my hands, stilling at his sensual manner against my skin, while he smooths his lips against mine. I pull back slowly, looking at him, his eyes are closed.

I stare at him, "Aaron." I express my questioning on the way he was holding me now. A piece of glass waiting to shatter, all before his arms tighten and he infuses a look in his eyes that means a great deal, I can see the emotion curling off of him in heat waves.

"What you said in there...did you mean it? When-when you were sometimes unconscious, no matter how hard I fucking fought, they wouldn't stop. She would not stop torturing you. I've felt that useless before, when you died in my arms, but now...I just want this all to end, I want to start my life with you, our lives." He says to me, one hand against my hip, the other smoothed and flush against my back.

I stare into his eyes, "It's not over until she's gone. Until I know she's gone, Aaron. And...it wasn't the electrocution that was making me scream, it wasn't any sense of pain, not physical pain, but mental pain. I was delirious when I resurfaced, Aaron, I dreamt of us having a daughter and it only escalated from there. I don't believe she wanted to torture any of you, that was collateral damage. She was inserting fabricated memories into my mind again." I shared my thoughts on it, staring at him, his thick, straight strands atop his head had a few hanging over his forehead. His strong, masculine face framed next to me as he clenches his jaw, looking to my hair now.

I cup his cheek, lying on our sides, he pulls me impossibly closer and stares deeply into my eyes, "I don't wanna lose you again." He deepens his voice, leaning back against the pillow.

"I don't plan to leave your side." I promise him.

"I watched you-" He argues, I lightly slap his forehead, he narrows his eyes at me as he's cut off, I pull the sheet around me and sit up against the pillows, he sits up too and steps from the bed, sliding his shorts on. I stare at him while he places his hands on his hips, muscular abs directly in front of me.

"Aaron, I'm not leaving anytime soon, pain is highly subjective for us candidates, honey, you know this. She was effectively able to get into my head, using memories as a weaker link to elicit something. I may have looked tortured, but I was strong enough to survive being almost completely oxygen-deprived for weeks. She both wanted me to learn, and wanted you to see myself getting tortured, to strain on the tight knit we now have, okay. Look, we still have Ace industries, Pearson Contractors, Jordan Benefactors, and Crest Academy to sort through. I've allowed Pierce to deal with Vector Resources in France. We still have a lot to do." I explain to him.

"What if we are pregnant?" He asks me, staring at me indecipherably.

I stare at him, "Then we'll have to change course."