Oceane

4 weeks later: October 8th 2018

With Emma back at work and Flynn and I balancing work... It's been a busy 4 weeks.

Since we visited Lillian, Moreno has suspended all visits and phone calls...

It's been weird without him.

Emma's just barely getting by. She's stayed with me a few nights here and there and well... I hear her cry at night. She tries to hide it...

As for today. Today is the trial that was also moved due to Moreno. But... Emma gets to see him today and I haven't seen her this happy in a long time.


"Oh Oceane! The days here! I get to see him!" She giggled as she flicked through her wardrobe.

Drew really outdone himself with this room.

"So! What are you going to wear?" I patted my knees.

"Hmm, I'm thinking this grey dress..." She pulled out a grey knee-length dress with a curved neckline.

"And grey heels... My black long coat... And yeah!" She turned around and put them on the stool.

"Are you still okay about meeting Price before we go?"

"Yeah... I know you guys are sceptical but I'll be okay. I'm more worried about why he chose the furthest bit of the park but I'll go with it. I know self-defence." She shrugged.

"Keep your phone in hand at all times, okay?"

"Yes, Flynn." She smiled.

I rolled my eyes and said, "He rubs off on me, what can I say?"


Flashback: 2016

I chucked my keys down in my mom's apartment as I walked in tow with Flynn.

"Now. No more jail time, jailbird." I turned and raised a brow.

"I know I know. I'm sorry." He said.

"Good." I smiled and walked to my old room, unzipping my dress. I felt his eyes linger.

"Need any assistance?" He called out.

"Well yeah actually. Damn zippers caught." I heard him walk into the room and he started to work on the zipper that was already halfway down.

"I like this on you..." He said.

I felt heat rush to my cheeks as with a free hand he moved my hair over my shoulder.

"Thank you..."

Then, I felt the zipper pull and he pulled it all the way down...

Soon we were just standing there...

"I've missed you..." I said as I kissed his hand on my shoulder.

I felt him move closer, as he gently kissed the curve of my neck, his hands going through the opening in the back of my dress do he could touch my skin...

"Mmm, I've wanted you to do this for a long time..." I rolled my neck to the side.

He held me firmly before gently and slowly removing himself.

"Before we do something we'll both regret..." He kissed my cheek.

"The point of no return?" I turned to face him.

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