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  “Yes, he’s insane. That’s why you had to meet me here, in a public setting. I had to tell you goodbye in person.”

  “Wait, goodbye?” I was confused.

  “Yes, Amanda. It’s not safe for us to be together. Can’t you see? He will come after you. He will never allow me to be happy. That’s why it’s just best if I’m alone.”

  “That’s ridiculous. Lexi I’m crazy about you. I’m not going to let you just live half of your life because you’re scared of your ex-husband.”

  “What are we going to do, then?” she asked.

  “Let’s just go back to my place for the night. He can’t hurt either of us there. I have a home security system and can have the cops patrol my neighborhood during the night. Does that sound like a good plan?” She nodded her head but I could tell she was scared. “Why don’t you get up on stage and sing me a song?” I smiled.

  “I can’t sing right now,” she replied.

  “Come on, Lexi. What do you think I came here for anyhow?” I teased. A small smile peeked behind her lips and I knew I was getting through to her. After thirty minutes of convincing, she finally got up to sing.

  Her voice sent chills up my spine and she let out a genuine smile for the first time that night. The crowd was very pleased to have her on stage and she was asked to encore 3 times. I waited for her backstage and she ran right into my arms.

  “Thank you,” she whispered.

  “Let’s get out of here,” I smiled.

  Chapter 11

  Outside the air was cold and we stopped just outside the club into a back alley so I could wrap my coat around Lexi’s shoulders. She nuzzled her cold nose into my neck and I held her for just a minute, embracing the moment.

  She looked up at me and the glow in her eyes warmed my heart. I leaned down to kiss her but was interrupted by a sharp pain to the back of my legs. My knees buckled and a metal pipe dropped to the cement beside me.

  “You little lesbian slut,” said an unfamiliar voice. I saw a shadow grab Lexi by the hair and throw her to the ground. I recognized Kyle as he sat on her chest and slammed his fist into her face. I tried to run over to save her but sharp pains shot through my knees. I screamed in pain.

  “Hey!” I recognized Brandon’s voice at the end of the alleyway. Him and the bouncer from the club ran down the pavement and tore Kyle off of Lexi. Brandon picked up the pipe that Kyle had used on me and slammed Kyle in the face with it.

  The bouncer called the police and Brandon ushered us to get home. Lexi had been hit but didn’t seem to have a concussion. My legs still hurt but I did my best to walk without limping. I helped her up and we headed towards my house. She kept crying and apologizing, more worried about my minor injury than her own.

  “It’s okay, Lexi. I’d much rather have been there than have you be alone with him.” I hugged her close to me when we finally reached the front door. I guided her to the bathroom and sat her on the counter while I tried to locate a first aid kit.

  Luckily, Kyle must have been drunk because the punch wasn’t packed with too much force. A few blood vessels in her eye had popped and there was some slight bruising, but no sign of skull fracture or internal hemorrhaging. I performed all the necessary tests as best I could without all my tools.

  I relocated her to the couch and tucked her in tight with a blanket before turning on a movie for her. I was trying to be strong but my legs really did hurt. When I was alone in the bathroom I carefully slid off my jeans and glanced in the mirror to see deep bruising across the back of both my legs. I winced in pain as I rubbed some pain relief gel on my skin which seemed to help immensely.

  When I returned to the living room Lexi was nowhere to be found. I saw a light glowing underneath my bedroom door and cracked it open to see her snuggled up in my bed sleeping quietly. I turned off all the lights and crawled in next to her, careful to be quiet as possible. She shifted over and curled up inside my arms.

  “Don’t leave me, okay?” she whispered.

  “I won’t,” I promised.

  She grabbed my face and her eyes shone in the moonlight. She kissed me hard. It wasn’t like the sloppy kiss I had at the lesbian bar. It was so much more than that. I could feel the emotion behind it. She was kissing me from within. Her tongue found its way to mine and she climbed on top of me, careful not to hurt my legs.

  She was like a goddess the way her hips moved, grinding on me. Her dress slowly slid up her thighs and my fingers danced on her delicate skin.

  I gently lifted the dress up over her head and the fire raged between my thighs when I saw her wearing nothing but a pink lace bra and panties. She tore at my clothes and before I knew it we were both naked, intertwined in each other.

  Every kiss was different, like a falling star or a snowflake. She would kiss me intensely, fire raging between us. Then she would stop and kiss me soft, like she was scared that she would hurt me.

  When I finally entered her she let out a quiet cry of ecstasy. Her back curved and she wrapped her legs around my waist. When she started to climax I pulled my hand away from her and moved her legs from my waist to my shoulders. I could tell she had never been with a woman the way she yelled when I tasted her. It wasn’t five minutes before she was climaxing again and I finished her off easily.

  We laid there in each other’s arms breathing heavily. Her heart raced against my chest and I couldn’t wipe the ridiculous smile from my face. She kissed my cheek before rolling over with my hand wrapped around her. Her soft breathing was like a lullaby luring me to sleep.

  The past was a forgotten memory and forever was only a lingering dream. The only real thing I could think of was that in that moment, everything was perfect.