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hand tight and stares at me. I know I should tell them about what happened at his parents' house and this morning at work, but I decide not to. I tell them no, and this is the first time. Ris starts to rub my arm with her other hand."Are these bruises from tonight?" one of the officers asks looking at my arm.
I move the bracelets to cover them and lie while nodding yes. I begin to cry again and turn to Ris. She hugs me, while Luke rubs my back.
"He was assaulting you in the women's restroom when your boyfriend came along and stopped it, am I right?" the officer asks.
"That's what she just fucking told you," Ris barks rudely.
"We will need to take him down to the station," the officer resumes.
"He was stopping someone from fucking assaulting her. Why do you need to take him?" Ris yells.
"He saved her from being harmed worse or even raped by that dirtbag. The person who should be charged with anything is that fucking douche bag, Brady. You should take him off the stretcher and lock him up. He's a piece of shit," she shouts as she stands to her feet.
Irate, Ris calls her dad, who is one of the top attorney's in Milwaukee. The police leave us to converse amongst each other as the paramedics check over the bruises on my arms, neck, and back.
RIS’S DAD ARRIVES AND THREATENS the police. We are all released to him, including Luke. I hug Jade and thank her before we leave with Mr. O'Conner. Luke holds me close as Ris's dad gives us a ride back to our apartment. Ris fills him in on what happened on the way. He tells her it's too late to discuss further details, and he will see us in the morning for breakfast at his house. Mr. O'Connor tells me that he is glad that I am okay and shakes Luke's hand, thanking him for protecting me. I thank him for the ride and also for helping us before leaving his car. Ris stays back to speak with her dad.
Luke and I scurry into my apartment building, up to my floor, and straight to my room. We walk into my bathroom. I ask Luke to remove his blood-stained shirt. I grab a washcloth so I can clean the blood from his swollen hand. He looks at me and tucks my hair behind my ear, then kisses me.
"Let's take a shower," he says politely.
I put the blood-soaked cloth in the sink, walk to the shower, and turn it on. I look back at Luke, who is naked. His perfectly sculpted body is displayed in front of me. I run my hands up his body from his waist, feeling the rippling of his abs under my touch. He places his fingers in mine, bringing my hands up to his face, then kisses the bruises on my wrists and arms. He cups his hands behind my head and kisses me softly.
I release a few tears and open my mouth, inviting in his tongue. He wipes my tears with his thumbs. He slowly moves his hands down my neck to my shoulders, sliding his fingers under the straps of my dress and sliding them down my arms. He runs his hands down my body to the bottom of my dress, grabbing hold of it and pulling it gently up and over my head, tossing it the floor. He tenderly kisses my shoulder, my neck, then my chin as he runs his fingertips up my arms. Then brings his lips back to mine, running his fingers down my chest, and lightly caresses my breasts.
Luke breaks free from our kiss, traveling down my body with his gentle and soft kisses. I break out in goosebumps, and my body begins to tingle. He slides his fingers underneath my thong and pulls it down my hips as he kisses my stomach. My goosebumps heighten, and I feel apprehensive yet safe. I step out of my panties as Luke makes his way back up toward my face. He cups his hands behind my head and passionately kisses me again. He walks us to the shower. As I stand in front of him under the pelting hot water, he soaps up my entire body. He grabs hold of my hair and tucking it over my shoulder as he gently scrubs my back. I'm so relaxed and content right now while he pampers me.
Chapter Sixty-Three
Luke wraps me in a towel, picks me up, and carries me from my bathroom into my bedroom, then lays me down on my bed. He climbs on top of me, opens my towel, and rests himself on his forearms as he cups my cheeks with his soft hands. We look deeply into each other's eyes while he runs his thumb gently across my cheek. I love it when he does that. I close my eyes and feel his touch. His presence here with me makes me feel very secure and at ease.
He gently rubs his thumb across my lips then slowly moves his hand down my chin then down my neck. He continues down to my chest, running his hand over my heart. It's almost as if he has my soul in his hand then kisses my chest just over my heart. He lifts his hand from my chest, bringing it back to my face, and I feel like I'm floating. It's like he has lifted my whole body from the bed, and we are floating, our souls making love above our bodies.
I open my eyes when he tucks my hair behind my ear.
"May I make love to you?" he whispers softly.
A little hesitant, but I am caught up in the moment and still a little under the influence- I permit him. Luke separates my legs with his knee, gently rubbing my clit with his thumb as he passionately massages my tongue with his own. I lift my hands from my bed