Chapter 20

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"Sure. Taylor, yes I would love that." Isn't Michael great! We're finally back together and going back home. Everything will be different because this time I'm not letting go of him.

"Do you think she will be okay." He worries more about Kim than I do. "Yea. She is more excited for us to be together than we are." I tell him holding his hand while driving.

Twenty-three minutes always feel more than that. Michael is as anxious as me to get home. We're already in Austin, Texas just a few more minutes and we are home. I have to unpack but I have something plan to do to him. He's going to like it.

We are home finally! Michael wants to help me with my bags but I got them. "I'm going to unpack quick baby." He takes a sit on the couch and I walk into our now room. A tactic you learn in the army is to have everything quickly unpacked and organized.

Time to get shirtless and unbuttoned these jeans for my love. I pull him up from the couch and take him to the bedroom. His heart is pounding just like mine. Carefully I throw him on the bed and get on top of him. Michael can't resist kissing my body. I pull his shirt and he pulls my pants down. He quickly moves down to my cock. I can feel him breathing on it and now he's licking it. Micheal gives the best head ever, I always let go with him. But I always prized him with a good fuck. I'm about to cum but not on his mouth. When he's hands are about to touch me. I pull them down and push him back. He opens his legs and I begin to move inside him. We both let go at the same time and laugh like crazy. I fucking love Michael.

"I missed...you." Michael knows I missed him and he missed me too. The way he looks at me it's like he can see through me. He's beautiful and I'm such a disaster. We're doing it again, one more time and I'm glad.

Sunday morning,

Someone is knocking but Michael already went to check it out. I bet it's Steve, he would only come this early on a Sunday. I'm to see what is going on...

Michael is holding a yellow envelope and it says my name. I grab it from his hands it's exactly what I need it. Sara wants custody of Tommy. Where is my phone?

"You really want to fight me for custody. That is my kid too and you have no rights. Michael would take care of him way better than you would. You can barely take care of yourself. Shut the fuck up, you fucken slept with my whole crew and didn't think I would find out. He fucken loves me and he loves Tommy." Sara has the nerve to want and fight me for my son. She's fucking insane and I'm starving really badly right now.

"We are going to court on Tuesday," I tell Michael who is looking at me afraid. He probably has never seen me lose my temper like this before. We have had plenty of fights but he has never seen me like this.

All-day Michael tried to distract me but nothing worked. I still can't believe that Sara is doing this to me. And how did she know I was back with him. She probably investigated us or something, she is crazy. Tommy deserves way better...

Monday,

Michael will be home soon and I can't even walk with how drunk I am. The bartender kept serving without my consent. He probably went through the same thing I'm going through. Paulo or whatever he's name was is cool for giving me drinks.

Shit! Where does Michael even live at? And where am I. Someone is following me it looks like Steve? Steve! My bloody rival of love. "Hey Stewey, don't tell Michael. I know...know you lo-love him but he loves me alright. Where are you taking me." Steve is carrying me and I think he's taking me hostage.

He probably wants to kill me so Michael and he can be together. "You won't kill me Stevey. I am a soldier okay I was trained to defend myself. Michael is mine and you won't beat me." He is turning up the radio volume up. He's smart but I can fucking yell louder!

"I need you to help me. Open the door okay." Who is he talking to? "What the hell happened." Shit! He brought me to Michael. They keep talking but I can't understand them. My eyes are closing just like my ears.

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