Twisted Fates_Fates Reborn by GM Scherbert

Author:GM Scherbert [Scherbert, GM]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-06-27T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

~Raz

Making my way to Dominic’s parent’s house, I can’t help but wonder what will happen between us. The forty-minute drive leaves lots of room for all sorts of possibilities to run through my head. Where are his thoughts at? Does he hope that this is all a lie and he can go back to whatever he has been doing? Does he want to take Alba from me for not telling him about her? What if he insists on visitation, but he lives somewhere else? What if there is someone else in his life, what if he doesn’t care about having a daughter and just goes on with his life? That would crush Alba, and in all reality me as well.

Pulling into the drive, I don’t see any cars in front so I go around back seeing Dominic’s old Chevy truck, Marilynn, parked. She’s a red side-step 1948 Chevy that I got to know oh so well that summer. As my heart beat picks up my panties are moist with the memories, my mind races back to a time that we spent a long evening in the bed of that same truck.

That summer…

One of our first true dates that summer, after the first time we met that is, Dominic picked me up from the shop in a truck that I knew little about. My passion for the last few years especially when the weather was nice enough to ride her, had been my Harley Softail Deluxe. It had taken me less than a year busting my ass at the shop to pay my baby off and it had been well worth the trouble. His truck though, was something that he treated with such revelry that I didn’t think I would make it into that truck at all. For fucks sake he spent almost an hour telling me the story of the truck before we even made it inside of her.

As I finished up with my last client, I sprayed on the green juice and started wiping it clean before the hairs on my neck stand on end. Feeling his eyes on me, I looked slowly towards the door knowing that Dominic would be standing there. We have only been out a few times, most of those with little more interaction than a phone call and a hook-up. This time however, he wanted to do it right, as he said, pick me up, take me out, wine and dine me. I told him none of that shit was needed, that his cock, tongue, and fucking fingers were all that I needed, but he fucking insisted.

Moving slowly past him, I bring my client up to the front and have him check out before turning back around to clean up my station. As I’m cleaning up, the blue pinup dress I am wearing feels as though it is on fire, as his eyes roam over my body. Running my hand through the long blue locks of hair that match, I can’t help but look over my shoulder at him.

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