Chapter 8: ''Dirty little secret''

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It's been an hour since Dylan's departure from the Davis residency. It's dark out now, and Fae is done reading her book. She packs up and heads inside. As soon as she shuts the door, it starts pouring rain. Fae walks to her room in a quick pace, and looks out her window. "Shit, he's probably drenched." She mumbles, as she looks out searching for the flashing light again. "Jack, where are you?" Fae has a worried look on her face. "Who's Jack?" A familiar voice speaks from behind her back. She quickly turns around, to see her supposed-to-be secret lover laying on her bed, soaking wet. "Jack, what the fuck?!" Fae quickly rushes to lock her door. Jack had crawled in through the second window in her room. "Hello love, did you miss me?" He smirks as he eyes Fae up and down. "Would you keep it down please?" Fae goes to sit next to him on the bed. Jack lays his hand on her cheek, giving her a kiss on the lips. "I for sure missed you." He says, with a lower tone respecting Fae's wishes. Jack has always been good to women, and very overprotective to Fae, especially. "I missed you too, but it's not safe for you to be here." With a worried tone, she lays her hand on his thigh, and continues. "I love you, and you know that. But we can't meet in my room. It's barely safe out in the forest anymore." She lays down on his lap. "Darling, don't worry. I'm just a burglar, if your mum asks." He grins as he brushes his hands through her deep purple hair. He's always been kind of a jokester. "Could you please take this seriously? If we get caught I can never see you again." She looks up at him, and they stare at each other for a good minute before laying down next to each other on the bed. "Francesca, I will do everything in my power to keep you safe." He says with a serious look on her face. he stares into her eyes, before he starts kissing her chest, slowly moving his hand down, unbuckling her belt. "I told you.. not to... Francesca.. me.." She stumbles in her words, clearly pleasured by his touch.

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