A Second Chance by Aiden Bates

Author:Aiden Bates [Bates, Aiden]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-02-09T16:00:00+00:00

7

Dropped on a Dime

As he began to cry again, softly into Adam’s already tear soaked shirt, Sam felt the Alpha moving—standing up and walking, he realized—and he managed to maneuver Sam so that the hand holding the bend of his knees could lock the bolt on the front door. Sam barely refrained from wincing, the shuttering, metallic click of the lock sliding into place grating against the quiet that had settled over the house.

“Sam,” Adam said after a moment, hesitating by the stairs. “We need to change your shirt hon—there’s blood all over the side of it.”

“Huh?” Sam stammered looking down at the collar of his shirt.

Sure enough, the side of his shirt, just off of his chest, had a streak of dried blood on it, a shock of dark crimson against the soft gray of his shirt.

“I can get it washed for you, but we need to get you changed.” Adam said, but he paused for a moment. “Are you okay with standing? If you’re not, I can still carry you, I just don’t want you to feel helpless. I’m with you no matter what, all right?”

“Yeah,” Sam said, sucking in a deep breath. “Put me down. I think I’m all right.”

Adam did as Sam asked, carefully setting his feet down on the ground. He kept his hand on the small of Sam’s back while he took a moment to right himself, and Sam was grateful for the support, uncertain as his legs felt. When he felt like he was able to walk without his legs giving out from under him, he gave a nod of reassurance to Adam as he stepped away from him, and Adam let out a soft sigh.

“All right, then,” Adam sighed, scrubbed a hand through his hair and gave him a nod. “Let me run up and grab you a clean shirt. I don’t want you to try and take the stairs on shaky legs, okay?”

“Okay,” Sam said, leaning against the wall, his whole body aching with the emptiness that had filled it. “Yeah, that sounds good.”

“Is there any specific shirt you want me to get?” Adam asked.

Sam groaned and shook his head, his hand coming up to hold his temple.

“No, no, that’s all right. Can you grab some pajama pants, though?” Sam asked tentatively. “Or just, like, sweatpants or something.”

Sam couldn’t rightly explain the why of it—what he was experiencing was certainly not a heat, as that wouldn’t be possible while he was pregnant—though his skin was suddenly hypersensitive, and even the shirt that he was wearing was scratching against his skin.

“You got it, Sam.” Adam said, and with one last reassuring grin, he bounded up the stairs.

Once Adam’s heavy footsteps were far enough away that Sam felt alone again, he let out a particularly harsh sob that had been pushing at the back of his throat. It was quickly followed by another, and another, and then suddenly he was crying all over again, his sobs heavy and stealing the breath from his body.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.