Case File Name:
The Bare Minimum.
♠Chapter Seventy-Eight♠
"Now I get to pick my drawer," I said with a growing smile, leaning away from the cardboard box packed with some of my things.
We decided to start slow and only pack three boxes max for this mini move-in and so far it felt like a good amount of things.
"Take up as much space as you like baby," Tazmin said as she opened one of the boxes for us to unpack.
We had spent the majority of my lunch hour packing my things at my place and then taking them back to Tazmin's.
Luckily, I got ahead of all my cases so I can take a longer lunch break and get everything unpacked.
It's just my stomach is fucking killing me right now.
"Milena," I heard Tazmin say from behind me.
I pursed my lips into a tight line, "Yeah," I said, forcing myself to put away some of my folded clothes even if there was the sharpest pain nearly slicing my stomach inside out.
"What's bothering you baby?" she asked, gently running her hands down the sides of my arms.
I quickly shook my head, "Nothing," I lied, desperately trying to focus on making space in the drawer.
"Try again," Tazmin said, immediately reading through my lie.
I remained still for a moment, contemplating telling her—but I knew she wouldn't let me help with any of this if she knew.
"Milena," Tazmin said, her tone holding a level of warning as she gently guided me around to face her.
And as soon as I met her dark eyes, a reluctant sigh fell from my lips.
"Fine," I mumbled, glancing away from her with a defeated look, "I started my period today and—"
"Why didn't you tell me?" Tazmin cut me short in an offensive tone, "You always tell me."
And she had a good point.
Back before Tazmin ended things with me on Thanksgiving night, she always made an effort to know when I would start my cycles.
She would even have it in her calendar—and always made sure I had a day of rest with too many snacks to count.
And even after a day of resting, Tazmin would still be attentive throughout the week, and somehow sent me more gifts than usual.
"I wanted to help with the mini move-in," I explained to her as she gently slid her arms around my waist, "And I knew you wouldn't let me."
Tazmin shook her head, "Of course, I wouldn't have fucking let you," she said in disapproval, now eyeing the black work dress I wore, "You should get changed—you aren't going back into the office today."
I gave her a blank look, "But I have all of those cases—"
"And I'll pick them up for you to work on in bed," she cut me short, her stern tone leaving no room for disagreement, "I'll handle the unpacking for you before I leave."
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Romance"If you wanted me to fuck you, all you had to do was ask," Tazmin said, her raspy voice lowered as she drew one of her hands up the inside of my thigh. I clenched my jaw, "I didn't," I gritted, even if we both knew it was a full-faced lie. Especiall...
