Muda

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[A.Ham]

Friday morning. I awoke to the most amazing smell, and I wholeheartedly meant amazing. I reached out beside me, only to feel empty bed. I thought last night... did I dream that? Rolling over, I was greeted with a view almost exactly like the first morning I had her in my home. She got up to make breakfast, of course. Knelt beside the bed in my shirt, a tray in her lap with breakfast for two.

"Put that aside and come up here." I sounded a bit gravelly, mornings after drinking aren't as easy to handle as they used to be. My head ached enough to be annoying, but that didn't matter when Muda climbed back up onto the bed. I wrapped her up in my arms, my forehead pressed against hers. "Feeling better, my dear girl?" I could see the blush rise in her cheeks at our closeness, feel the breath passing her lips. She nodded slowly, and I gently raised a hand to cradle the back of her head. Dream or not... I needed to kiss her again, planting my lips back on hers. Her pleasant hum buzzed against my lips as she scooted closer, her palms resting against
my chest. Nope. Not a dream. Definitely real.

I groaned quietly, fisting at the fabric covering her back. She arched into me, pressing impossibly closer. I released her lips from mine, nudging her chin so I could reach her neck. I never put the leather collar back on her and I was thankful I hadn't. She smelled of flowers and cream. She was soft, absolutely perfect. I delighted in the way she held her breath as I bit into her neck lightly. The way she clung to me, starting to fall apart in my arms. God... I could stay here forever.

I finally brought my forehead back to hers, her lips were pinked from the affection. "Mine." I whispered, she simply smiled. I grinned in return and sat up, bringing her with me. Hopefully, breakfast didn't get too cold.

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I managed to convince Muda to come to the office, just briefly before we went to Mulligan's shop. Just to drop off documents I prepared for Washington.

"Mr. President." I greeted with a smile, Muda stepped in behind me.

"Hamilton, Muda. Good morning, what brings you in, I thought I told you that you didn't need to come in this week." He said, taking off his glasses.

"I wanted to deliver these papers you asked for, that was all. I was on my way into town, help Muda stretch her legs." explained, stepping forward to lay the documents on his desk.

"Fair enough, now get a move on. You-know-who is stopping by today and I don't want to see you until Monday." I glanced over my shoulder, thankfully Muda wasn't paying attention. "We can start working on that case then, just mail Burr this weekend explaining the plan."

"I will definitely do that, Sir." I nodded, turning to the door. "Come, Muda." We started out, and almost made it out of the office when someone called my name.

"Mr. Madison. Heard you got a promotion." I all near growled out. No, he didn't hurt anyone, but he did keep me from saving my girl.

"I just wanted to apologize. I know you don't like what I did, but I hope you at least understand?" This man was always nervous, even now he fidgeted with his fingers endlessly. "You know Jefferson as well as I do, if he's ever provoked, he just continues until he wins by whatever necessary. I just didn't want to push him further than what he was already thinking."

"I hear your apology, but honestly I am not the one you should apologize to." I said, and his gaze turned to my girl who clung to my sleeve, hiding behind me.

"Muda, I do apologize for keeping Hamilton back. I just... I know how Jefferson is towards slaves, and he especially hates Hamilton. I... I'm sorry." He said, going so far as to bow to her as she peeked over my shoulder. "Please, I know he hurt you, and it must have been pretty bad that Hamilton didn't even come in all week. I did what I did because I didn't want it to be even worse. You don't have to accept my apology. I only ask that you hear me." Muda glanced up to me for a moment, straightening up as she stepped around me, still holding my hand left hand... actually, I never noticed, she's left handed when she writes. huh.. Anyway, she reached her hand out to Madison and let him take it in his. She smiled to him, one that was comforting and kind in nature, that he seemed grateful for. "Thank you, Muda."

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10/17/17

Notes:

Okay.

Next chapter is going to be the end of this book. I will definitely write more of Muda's time with Alex in the future, but right now, I think they're story is at a bit of a calm period. Any new plot I think of just feels rushed, so I'll save it away (literally, I have a notepad doc with ideas in it) and revisit it.

Also, new story is up. A HercxSlave story. Enjoy!

Thank you, awesome reader, for indulging in my trash with me. Knowing your there helps my world seem not so lonely. I appreciate your company.

I'll be back!!