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"What's your name?"
"Gennifer Ortega," she felt a wave of electricity rush through her, her screams echoing off of the white walls. She tugged...
It was hot and heavy and Steve couldn't contain himself. He breathed heavily and felt sweat dripping from his forehead. It felt so good and he couldn't help but go harder.
Punch.
Punch.
Punch.
The bag jerked violently and Steve felt all his anger pulsing through his veins and into the punching bag. He heard the door opening and closing and the soft clack of shoes on the hardwood floor.
"I thought you said you were coming tomorrow?" a punch punctuated each of his words and he turned around looking at the woman standing in front of him.
"Well clearly you needed me to come earlier, what's got you rilled up?" he placed his gloves on the table and gave his sister a hug.
"Gen," he turned around punching the bag twice more. He breathed deeply resting his head ons the bag. He felt two small arms wrap around his legs and a small smile replaced his frown.
"Aloha, Joanie," he bent down to properly hug his niece.
He placed her on his hip when the door to the kitchen slammed shut and he could hear shuffling.
"Steve, please please don't be mad," she didn't enter the room she stayed in the kitchen and he could hear her rummaging through his cupboards.
"I really need to use your stove again, I know I know I need to get it fixed but I don't have time, and I need to bake Gracie's cake and stuff and I will let you clean out the bowl," she walked into Steve's room tying her pink kiss the cook apron around her tiny waist.
" Oh, sorry. I didn't know you had company. Hi I'm Gen, Steve's nabour. " she held her hand out for Mary to shake and waved to the little girl on Steve's hip. The girl giggled and waved back.
"I'm Mary Steve's sister, and that's my daughter Joan," she looked at the girl who wore a short yellow sundress with barefeet and her hair was in a messy bun on the top of her head.
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"So please can I use your kitchen," she looked up at him and Mary could see the fondness in his eyes. He gave a sigh and Gen jumped up placing a kiss on his cheek.
"Can I help you, please?" Joan asked making grabby hands at Gen, Gen smiled at the girl and took her from Steve's hands.
"If it's okay with your mommy?" Joanie made puppy dog eyes at Mary and she smiled and nodded her head at Gen. She took the little girl into the kitchen and placed her on the counter next to a bowl.
Mary looked at Steve, who watched Gen with the worst kind of infatuation spread across his face, and placed her hand on his shoulder.
"You are fucked," she stated walking into the kitchen and grabbing a cup of coffee. She looked at Gen who struggled to grab a bowl from the top of the cupboard, Steve went up behind her grabbing the bowl for her. She turned around looking at him with mock anger in her eyes.
