"Want to know how I felt with the thought of another man's touching what's mine?" His finger edge deeper inside of me, tears dripping down my face, light sobs echo throughout the room.
"I was envious." My fingernails dug into his skin, sobbing agai...
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Dawn Drakos Seattle, Washington. . . .
"Good morning, Dawn,"
Ren's kind voice reached me as he open the car door for me, I could tell he was smiling before I look at his face, just like he always did.
"Good morning, Ren," I told him, stepping into the sleek black town car. I consider Ren much more like a father figure, he sends me a subtle nod of his head closing the door behind me.
"You seem to be in a good mood,"
"An amazing mood, do you mind if we stop by the coffee shop?" I press my iPad to my lap, looking at my emails. I have a meeting with Damon Prescott today, in all hopes we can start the format of his building this following week.
"Not all," He returns the smile.
"Are you coming over to the next dinner? it's in two weeks and Lina has been begging for you to come over, she's making Ticino, she knows it's your favorite," He laughed.
It was true, it was one of my favorite Filipino dishes I was a big fan of it considering my late grandmother used to make it more times than I can count.
"As soon as you mention, Ticino you should know I would be there quicker than the flash," I wave my hand in the air with a smile. "I'll be there, I'll have Axel put it on my schedule,"
Ren's hands curve around the wheel, moving out of the gated area I lived in and, making his way down the busy streets of Seattle until he reached Anna's coffee shop. Home of only the best coffee in the Seattle area.
Ren opens the door for me with a chime, and the scent of coffee immediately filled my nostrils. I'd come in here every morning, and quiet music played in the background, giving me the warm feeling this little family cafe always did.
"Hello my dear, the usual?" Anna asked, sending me a smile once I reached the front counter. Anna was a sweet middle-aged woman, who ran this place with her wife, Savannah. Anna ran the front of the cafe while Savannah and their daughter, Lana helped baked in the back.
"Good morning, Anna," I grinned pressing my hands to the counter, "Actually no, I think I'm feeling something sweeter,"
Anna's brows knitted, "Something sweeter than an iced Carmel coffee with four creams and four sugars?"
I should dwell on my choice of daily drinks, but I could never resist that sweetness. running my tongue over my dry lips, I grinned.
"I suppose we can switch it up with French vanilla or hazelnut?"
"I think I can fix something up for you," Anna chuckled, digging in my handbag slapping a twenty on the counter, and then slipping the change Anna gave me into the tip jar, as much as she told me not to I couldn't help it.
"Is this the secret to the Dawn Drakos, lovely touch? a cup filled with sugar?" I turn my head hearing the smooth deep voice, I heard it just a couple of days ago and was supposed to be hearing it in a couple of hours.
