Chapter Thirteen

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Jack

I’m still deliriously happy that Bailey agreed to marry me, but I’m at my most happiest when I’m with her anyway, I love her so much it kills me, I wake up to find her in my arms where she belongs, I love her so much I kiss her cheek and nuzzle into her neck but then I hear her whimper, I lift my head just as she starts to fidget, she does fidget a little anyway but never like this, “Bailey.” I give her a little shake, “Bailey, baby wake up,” When she starts sobbing it nearly kills me, “Bailey, come on baby, wake up. Wake up!” She jumps awake and she’s gasping for air, she wraps her arms around me which reminds me of something a little child would do, I stroke my hand through her hair, “Shh, it’s alright baby, you’re safe, I got you.”

“Sorry,” She whispers.

“What are you sorry for?” I ask cupping her cheeks in my hands to make her look at me.

“I freaked you out.”

“Only because I’ve never seen you like that before. What happened?”

“When?” She asks me confused.

“In your nightmare,” I elaborate.

“Oh nothing. Nothing important, it was just a bad dream that’s all there is to it.”

“Are you sure?”

“I’m sure, babe,” She kisses me lightly.

I study the mark on her neck, “I’m really sorry I did this,” I say again.

“Stop apologising, it’s fine babe, you didn’t mean it. Plus, it’ll give the press something to gossip about, I can see it now, ‘THE EX SEX SLAVE CLAIMS HIS GIRL’ or some crap along those lines.”

“Do you think they are going to bother us?”

“Yep, only I thought they would bother us mainly because of me and the fact I’m the ‘Queen of Seductions’ sister, but you had to go and be a sex slave to not only the most successful prosecution lawyer in the country, but Britain’s Youngest Judge as well.”

“Are you ready to face the press?”

“I’m as ready as I can be.”

“Are you sure you’re alright?”

“Yeah, I’m fine. Trust me Jack, everything is fine, I love you.”

“I want to cook you breakfast,” I declare.

“Why?” She asks me dubiously.

“Because I haven’t done that for you yet and I want to do it for you now.”

“I would rather stay here and have shower sex,” She kisses my neck, “That’s a better idea.”

“We could have breakfast and then have shower sex.”

“Oh no, this isn’t a choice of either, it’s shower sex or breakfast buddy.”

“I can soon change your mind about that.”

“I bet you can,” She smiles, “Why not do it now?”

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