To Breathe Again

Chapter 30 - Guarded Confessions

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Grant's POV

That lil fucker. He did that on purpose and I'm gonna rip 'em a fuckin' new one as soon as I get my hands on 'em; paradin' Flower in front of us like that all sexy with no damn panties on, in MY fuckin' hoody, no less. Fuck, it was a sight but then to hear 'em up there, that was fuckin' torture. I ain't never heard a woman scream in pleasure as many times as she did.  Sammy is a sadistic fucker' lovin' to make 'em cum over and over 'til sometimes I worry they're gonna pass out. There were so many times where Trent and I would look at each other with a look that said that we were 'bout ready to go storm through that door and join in. The look he gave us though, said it all. He hadn't had his chance with 'er just yet and we needed to give 'em that. Damn it was hard, though.

The guys and I've been tryin' to figure out who the fuck is behind all this shit that's happened to Flower and we ain't yet told 'er 'bout Tony's accident neither. I think it's 'bout time but we gotta be careful or she's gonna fall right back where we was when it first happened. She can't be thinkin' it's 'er fault again. Taday's gonna be that day.

"Hey there lil mama." I say as she's walking inta the kitchen rubbin' 'er sleepy eyes. "Did ya sleep aight last night?" She smiled up at me and nodded. "I know you musta been purty worn out after yer workout session with Sammy, huh there Flower?" I asked, pokin' 'er a lil to getta rise outta 'er. We're 'bout to bring her mood damn low, so I want to at least get 'er mornin' started off ok.

A deep red blush runs across her face and she gasps at my statement. "Grant!" she scolds playfully.

"I might need to control you a lil better than he does, hmmm?" I ask, stressing the word "control." I can't wait to get her all bound up and lookin' so purty in my ropes.

"Ummm, I might need to be controlled kinda tightly, maybe." She says softly and fuck me, my cock jumps in my shorts.

"Careful there Flower. Ya never know what ya might be askin' for." I say deepenin' my already deep voice a lil more. She blushes again and I enjoy watchin' 'er squirm. "Aight, let's get ya all fed and then the boys and I need to chat with ya fer a lil bit. That aight with you?" I ask. She nods and we work together to get breakfast prep'd for all of us this mornin'.

Walkin' inta the office, Trent sits behind his desk while the rest of us get comfortable on the couch. I put my arm 'round Flower's body, pullin' 'er tight to me, knowin' she's 'bout ta need some comfort.

"I've been talkin' to my contacts about the accident and I need to know if you want the details or if you would rather the three of us handle everything?" Trent said, laser focused on Flower and how she's gonna take this.

"I do appreciate your help and if you really do want to keep working on this for me, I'm not going to ask you to stop. Lord knows I would have no clue and would just have to rely on the police but I would like to be informed, if that's ok." Her angelic voice carries 'round the quiet room. I'm holdin' my breath for this next part 'cause as the Good Lord is my witness, nothin' scares me more than the idear o my sweet Flower in pain.

Trent takes a deep breath and nods back. "Phoneix," he starts with as gentle a voice as he can gather, "Baby, the accident wasn't an accident." We all look at 'er to see 'er reaction. Her eyes go wide but she don't say nothin'. Trent takes the opportunity to continue. "It looks like whoever hit Tony, did so on purpose. Now whether they meant to cause a fatality or just to harm, we aren't sure because they used a very large truck so they may not have known the level of damage it would cause. Either way, it was intentional and we need to talk to you about anything you can think of that's happened over the last year."