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Story: A Wife's Duty
And now she knew what came next—the best feeling in the world, as Boone had made love to her. That was what he told her after he’d completed. That he would make love to her, and there would be time for fucking soon.
She’d woken this morning to an empty bed, but Boone had left her a note saying he was going to the hospital, getting some breakfast, and he’d meet her here at eleven. Checking the time, she saw it was one minute to eleven, and she nibbled her lip, just as the door opened. She moved toward the main hallway, and sure enough, there was Boone, entering his apartment, carrying a bag.
The guard that was in the hallway left, and she was once again alone with her husband. It was strange, because this now felt more real to her. Boone Grinder was her husband.
“Good morning, Beautiful,” Boone said.
She tried to be sensible and do what a normal wife might do, which is control herself. There was no element of control to her. She ran toward him, throwing her arms around him, and Boone lifted her off her feet and spun her around. She’d dressed in sweatpants and a shirt, as well as underwear because she didn’t know how long Boone was going to take.
“How’s Nancy?” Lucia asked.
“She’s doing good. The doctors are happy with her progress. I’ve told Howard not to worry about a thing, that I am taking care of it. I also stopped by their café, and the guys Ronald has on them have already changed the windows, and are currently installing the new furniture.”
“That was quick.”
“Ronald is on-site, so slacking off will not be an option. I told him I wanted the café up and running as soon as possible.”
She took a deep breath, feeling a little happier, if not a lot more hopeful that Nancy and Howard were going to be okay. “This is all good news.”
“Yeah, it is the best kind of news for today.” He put her down on her feet. “Do you have the coffee?”
“I’ll go and finish it.”
She rushed into the kitchen, poured them both large mugs of coffee, and joined him at the dining table.
“We’re going to have to move today,” Boone said.
“We are?”
“Yeah, we’ll pack a few things, and then I’m taking you to a secure location.”
“Why?”
“It’s about to get messy,” Boone said.
“And you think stashing me away somewhere is going to ... what?”
“Help me focus and concentrate on the shit that is going to happen. You remember what I told you about Bonaldi?”
She nodded her head.
“Wheels are being set in motion, Lucia. I can’t back away now. Not after what they did to Nancy. They will pay.”
“Including my father?”
“Yes.”
She nodded.
“Do you have a problem with that?”
She shook her head. “No, I don’t.”
Boone reached for her hand and took it.
“But I don’t want to be without you,” Lucia said. “Move me from apartment to apartment if you have to. Train me how to take care of myself, but don’t abandon me. Don’t leave me, please.” She hated sounding so weak.
“I’m not abandoning you. However, your father knows some of my locations. There are a few he is completely unaware of, which is where I’m going to take you. You’re going to be safe there, I promise.” He picked her hand up and placed a kiss to her knuckles. “Trust me?”
She’d woken this morning to an empty bed, but Boone had left her a note saying he was going to the hospital, getting some breakfast, and he’d meet her here at eleven. Checking the time, she saw it was one minute to eleven, and she nibbled her lip, just as the door opened. She moved toward the main hallway, and sure enough, there was Boone, entering his apartment, carrying a bag.
The guard that was in the hallway left, and she was once again alone with her husband. It was strange, because this now felt more real to her. Boone Grinder was her husband.
“Good morning, Beautiful,” Boone said.
She tried to be sensible and do what a normal wife might do, which is control herself. There was no element of control to her. She ran toward him, throwing her arms around him, and Boone lifted her off her feet and spun her around. She’d dressed in sweatpants and a shirt, as well as underwear because she didn’t know how long Boone was going to take.
“How’s Nancy?” Lucia asked.
“She’s doing good. The doctors are happy with her progress. I’ve told Howard not to worry about a thing, that I am taking care of it. I also stopped by their café, and the guys Ronald has on them have already changed the windows, and are currently installing the new furniture.”
“That was quick.”
“Ronald is on-site, so slacking off will not be an option. I told him I wanted the café up and running as soon as possible.”
She took a deep breath, feeling a little happier, if not a lot more hopeful that Nancy and Howard were going to be okay. “This is all good news.”
“Yeah, it is the best kind of news for today.” He put her down on her feet. “Do you have the coffee?”
“I’ll go and finish it.”
She rushed into the kitchen, poured them both large mugs of coffee, and joined him at the dining table.
“We’re going to have to move today,” Boone said.
“We are?”
“Yeah, we’ll pack a few things, and then I’m taking you to a secure location.”
“Why?”
“It’s about to get messy,” Boone said.
“And you think stashing me away somewhere is going to ... what?”
“Help me focus and concentrate on the shit that is going to happen. You remember what I told you about Bonaldi?”
She nodded her head.
“Wheels are being set in motion, Lucia. I can’t back away now. Not after what they did to Nancy. They will pay.”
“Including my father?”
“Yes.”
She nodded.
“Do you have a problem with that?”
She shook her head. “No, I don’t.”
Boone reached for her hand and took it.
“But I don’t want to be without you,” Lucia said. “Move me from apartment to apartment if you have to. Train me how to take care of myself, but don’t abandon me. Don’t leave me, please.” She hated sounding so weak.
“I’m not abandoning you. However, your father knows some of my locations. There are a few he is completely unaware of, which is where I’m going to take you. You’re going to be safe there, I promise.” He picked her hand up and placed a kiss to her knuckles. “Trust me?”
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