I'm Okay

To love

TW: Rape (I'll put a warning right before and tell you where to skip to if you'd like)

Ugh some parts seem rushed as I'm proofreading it but oh well.
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About two months had passed since that day. In that time, I had gone back to working at my old law firm, the one where Thomas currently works.

It was great to get back into the swing of things. I got back into my groove pretty quickly and was happy to be back at work.

I began to notice odd looks from one co-worker in particular.

Aaron Burr.

I noticed the way he looked at me.

The way he looked at Thomas and I.

The way he looked at our whole family.

It was pure jealously, with enough lust when he looked at me that it made me uneasy.

He'd always find an excuse to work on a case with me, sit next to me at meetings, bump into me in the halls.

I was starting to get very uneasy, so I decided to ask Thomas for advice.

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I close my eyes and smile softly, letting Thomas kiss the back of my neck. We're laying on the couch, his arms are wrapped around me, our fingers intertwined.

"Tommy?" I murmur, turning around in his arms.

"What is it, love?" He asks softly, brushing a strand of hair out of my face.

"Have you noticed Burr... Looking at me weirdly?"

"A little... Mostly when the two of us are together..."

"It's making me uneasy."

"I wouldn't put too much thought into it, hun," he murmurs.

"If you think so..." I shrug.

"Is it really worrying you that much?" He asks softly.

I nod slightly and he kisses my forehead.

"It's just... It's the same way that James used to look at me..."

"Oh, hun, don't worry about that. I'm not letting you get hurt again..." He whispers, kissing my cheek softly.

I nod and curl up closer to him.

"I'm not letting you get hurt again." He repeats, rubbing my back softly.

I close my eyes and fall asleep in his arms.

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The next morning, I wake up on the couch, covered in a blanket. I stretch slightly and smile when I look into the kitchen and see Thomas cooking breakfast, singing to himself.

My heart absolutely melts at my adorable fiance.

'This is the man I get to marry,' I think to myself, smiling wider.

I stand up, wrapping myself in the blanket. I walk into the kitchen quietly, reaching my arms around Thomas to hug him.

He laughs softly and turns around, placing a soft kiss to my lips.

"Mornin' darlin'," he smiles softly, holding me close.

"Morning, love..." I murmur.

He picks me up and I squeal softly, smiling as he kisses me again.

"You should sing more often, your voice is beautiful," I murmur, looking into his eyes.

He blushes slightly and I laugh softly, kissing him again.