Survive for Me (Broken Bounty #2)

by Ember Nicole

“Sometimes people get so caught up in loving the new baby that they seem to forget the mother still needs love and care too. Especially the mothers who struggled emotionally before the baby.”

“Don’t you dare. You break for me and me alone, baby. Don’t do it for them. Don’t give in.”

Trista slipped out from under me when we got closer to a fucking pumpkin colored truck. I about threw up when she opened the back door. “The fuck is that? Where’s Seph?” “Jersey, please. Just get in. We can’t stop right now,” she begged. “Get in that Tonka toy? No, thank you. I’ll walk.” “Back to Indiana? You have nail holes in your fucking feet. Get. In. The. Truck.” “Where’s Seph, Triss?” I tried again.

“You don’t have to explain yourself to me, J. You’re like a million years old. It makes sense that you would’ve had a life with other people before I was even born.” He chuckled. “Enjoy it while you can, baby. I heal quickly, and then I’ll make sure everyone you’ve moved into this house can hear you scream your apology.”

“Devastated people need other broken people to have a place where they don’t feel so alone in their pain,” he said. “Misery loves company, or some shit?” “Broken hearts need someone with duct tape.”

“Where’d you get liquor?” I asked. “Daddy Utah.” My whole body burst into flames. “I’ll kill everyone on this property if you ever use those two words side by side again, Triss.” “That’s an absurd amount of jealousy coming from someone who won’t even come near me on his own right now.”

“Open your eyes,” I demanded again. “When you break for me this time, Triss, it’ll be the moment that you become mine. And only mine. For the rest of my days. Let me see it happen.”

“Take it,” I growled against the side of her head while I picked up the pace on her clit. “Take everything I have, everything I am.” I could see the very moment that she realized I wasn’t talking about my dick when actual tears pooled in those black coffee eyes. “Take all of me, Triss.”

“Somehow, in like a fucking week, you clawed your way right inside me and latched on like a damn parasite. Now, there’s more of you in my heart than there is of me. I can’t even call it my heart anymore, Triss. It’s yours now. You’re the only one in there.”

“You called me a fucking parasite and it was still the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me.”