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Parker---Nothing is Normal

Duncan leaps out of bed. I watch him feverishly dress, before leaning down to peck my lips. I assume he has business to handle, but I’d like more than a peck. As he begins to walk from me, I reach up, gripping his forearm so I can tug him back.

I bring Duncan’s face down to mine. “Come back to bed. Surely it can wait.” Brushing my nose against his, I softly kiss his lips once.

Lifting to my knees, the sheet fully pools around them, baring my breasts to him. My pussy is wet and needy. I rub my thighs together, trying to ease some of the ache. It’s been months since we’ve had sex, and I’m not afraid to admit that I miss it. I miss him. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I graze his lips with mine, giving a small nip before deepening our kiss. He wrenches from me. His whole body is wound tighter than a rattlesnake before striking, and I feel my stomach drop.

Something isn’t okay.

“What is it?” My eyes dart across his face, not liking what I see in those honeyed eyes.

“I have to go to St. Cecil’s. It’s Amelia.”

He tears away from me once more, disgust on his face. He may as well have just slapped me. I whisper that I love him. He doesn’t hear it, but that is how things are these days. I whisper for him to be careful as the door slams.

I take two shaky breaths in, the acceptance of what my marriage has become behind closed doors settling into my heart.

Rolling my lips, I reach for the phone and dial Rhodes’ number before getting dressed. He’d given it to me before Amelia had given into this pursuit. Rhodes had wanted me to have it, just in case.

I don’t know what I’ll find when I get to the emergency room, but I was raised in this world. Hospitals are nothing I’m not used to.