Summer Bliss: Book 1 {Revised}

Last Thing I Do

Marcus stirred, rolling around in his bed. The covers lay angled around his legs. The night was humid. He had opened the window before going to bed, but the draft seemed to be avoiding him. Sticky sweat coated his body, soaking into the sheet under him. He felt like a pig on a spit roast.

The final straw was a thin line of sweat trickling down from his hairline into his ear. Sitting up he sighed while swinging his legs over. Marcus headed towards the bathroom. On the way he passed Khalia's room. Her door was open, and the bed remained untouched.

After she jogged after that sewer rat, Theo, she never returned. They had waited, but she never showed up. Jay was intent on going after her in his drunken stupor, but Trinity refused.

 Stating, " Lia will never forgive you for seeing her face down ass up guys!"

The whole ordeal had riled him, and he excused himself for the night. Lying in bed, room spinning, worried about someone who could care less. The previous night had him in the same predicament.

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 Theo had stood in the doorway, in all his disgusting nakedness carrying Khalia. Blood from her naked body dripped on the floor, filling the awkward silence. Dirt smeared on both. She was asleep, face turned in his shoulder. The view shocked him, forever burned into his mind.

Theo said nothing to Marcus when he spotted him. A sneer etched on his face as he proceeded to Khalia's room. The way he tossed her onto her bed caused her head to strike the nightstand. Marcus hissed at the impact and recoiled at seeing her exposed body. The action elicited a callous chuckle from Theo. Reaching down he clutched her right breast, giving it a shake. Marcus glared when he dragged his tongue lazily across her nipple. Sliding his other hand down to her pussy, where fingers made harsh entry.

"Marcus, Marcus. You have a better chance of fucking her while she's asleep. Do you want a taste? Of course you do pervert. Don't worry, it'll be our secret." After a few thrust he removed his hand, licking the sheen off his fingers.

Marcus clenched his fist, an infuriated sigh left him. How could he suggest a thing! The urge to strangle Theo buzzed at his fingertips. However, like a deer in headlights, he couldn't move. A pressure weighed heavy on his shoulders, straining down on his knees. That sickened him more than Theo's actions. He couldn't defend her honor, no matter how badly he wanted too.

"So you want to watch is that it?"

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Splashing water on his face Marcus shook his head, trying to expel the memory. Glancing in the mirror above the sink, he stared at his blurry reflection. Tomorrow, he'll tell her what he did. Granted, he should have when he saw her limping out the cabin this morning. Jealously was a terrible thing.

Determined, he shook his hands free of water. Walking back to his room he frowned. His nostrils felt singed when the rancid smell infiltrated them. Cursing, Marcus looked towards the window. The curtains fluttered, the draft he had been waiting for finally made its way into the room.

Skipping over Marcus slammed the window shut. A audible bang pierced the cabin. The ladies had mentioned yesterday how badly Theo's cabin smelled. They had been adamant about not going past there for the remainder of the trip. He pondered for a moment if Khalia was in there.

Picking up his glasses from the nightstand he slipped on a brown hoodie and black shorts. Once dressed he slinked out into the night, admiring the bright stars from the porch. The moon was full, bathing the area in an eerie light. It seemed reminiscent of a movie he saw. A breeze caressed his right cheek, dragging the stench along with it.