Liza

Waking up with a serious headache looking around to find that I'm in the hospital. Then it comes back. Paul nearly stole my virginity, and Slim shot him.

"Mrs. Oms, Hello I'm Dr. Z and this is Officer Lucy she is here to take your statement and swab for evidence," she said, sitting a clipboard down, after taking my statement and letting Dr. Z look me over I heard Dante' outside the room.

"Don't let him in yet, not until we are finished. " I pleaded that the last thing I wanted was for him to see me this way. I wasn't scared of him seeing me naked, he's seen me many times, just now I felt so dirty and used.

Looking down at my now bruised covered body, seeing the mirror on the other wall painting the picture of my strength and weakness in one.

She helped me dress in two hospital gowns to make sure everything was covered and two blankets across my legs up to my chest.

"You can go in now," I heard the officer outside the curtain say to Dante' shivering as he rushed in only to grab my cheeks that welcoming feeling he always gave, I felt at home in his hands.

Our kiss lasts a few seconds but is filled with so much heat. Looking into his eyes as he took in all my injuries, blushing just a bit at the intense situation between us.

I wanted so much for him to be the one that takes me to the ends of the universe. Him to be the man I marry, have children with, grow old and gray with. Never had I thought a kiss and hug held so much promise, his silent promise to stay forever be by my side.

Waking to Dr. Z checking my vitals, the sunshine was blinding.

"Where is it?" I whispered with a groggy voice after noticing Dante wasn't here.

"Your boyfriend said he will be here in one hour to pick up," she explained quickly, seeing the questionable look on my face.

Boyfriend?

When was that established, feeling the heat in my core the things this man does to my body without even touching me.

Standing in the shower looking over at myself touching the purple and blue blotches on my side, the handprint around my neck, my busted lip was nearly gone already, my swollen sore breast even touching my nipples made me jump, period pain was nothing compared to this.

Knocks at the door interrupted my thoughts, opening to see Dante' standing with clothes and a heart-thumping smile. Handing me the bag then turning his back the sweet gesture was making things more difficult.

"Dante'!" He didn't seem the same as he was when we first started out, it seems as if he was more hurt from this than me.

In a weird way, it must have hurt him to see me this way as much as it was for me to endure.

"Yes" he answered but didn't turn around. It only gave me a chance to wipe my tears, he probably saw me differently now.

I'm not the same as I was yesterday and he maybe didn't want me anymore.

"What?" he said growing impatient,

"Uh nothing," I said, rushing to put the clothes on so I could get out of his hair.

"Liza, You know I hate when you do that, What is on your mind?" he spun around before my shirt was all the way down, seeing the handprint bruises on my hips from Paul holding me in place and the boot bruise from the kick to my ribs, I watched his Adam's apple bobble as he came close grazing his finger over the finger marks, a man with so much to say was now speechless.

"I'm so sorry" he engulfed me in a tight hug.

"There is so much I wish I could tell you, and I will one day." his voice whimpered in my ear.

"I'm never letting you go again." crying escaped at the sound of his voice vibrating against my face.

Two weeks had passed since the attack, Dante had contacted the social worker telling her we wanted to adopt Beth and Jenson.

Jenson is another one of Paul's kids, his mother gave him up being that she was barely out of high school when he attacked her.

His first birthday is next week. Hopefully he will be here by then.

Dante' and I have gone to the center three times playing with them and getting classes for Beth, after several tests doctors found she is nearly deaf.

We were there for the fitting of her hearing aids and for Jenson to have his feeding tube taken out. Everything is going so well, except for Dante', he's not exactly the same as he was, he doesn't sleep in his room anymore, in fact, he doesn't sleep at the apartment anymore. I've tried talking to him, but only getting "later" . We haven't actually spent any time together since the last Beth was here.

"Slim, meet me at the cafe'" I snapped, then hung up the phone.

I waited for about twenty minutes before he came bobbing in the cafe' smirking at the tall lanking man everyone called Slim, seeing exactly why too.

"What's up chicken?" he squealed as he sat in the chair across from me.

"I need some advice. Men advice" if anyone needed help with guys he was the man to ask, the only man in this town that doesn't give a damn about sexuality, straight, gay, Bi, trans, pan it was all the same to him even though everyone obviously knew he was gay.

Saying he would hump a girl into next week on a dare. Silently laughing at the joke.

"Awe... Wait" he nearly screamed, scaring the crap out of me.

"You want it," he said gesturing to my body, confused until he did the finger in the whole acting, Facepalm right there instant red face set off a chain reaction.

"Oh MY," he squealed, flatting his hands, making not less than an utter outburst of laughter.

"OK, OK, sweetheart you need to go home and take a shower, shave EVERYTHING, and lay in bed spread eagle for him" my eyes were close to popping out of the socket. His flamboyant sassy talk is in hyperdrive.

"Um.." saved me from embarrassment.

"NO, you know what, maybe lay on the kitchen counter with whip cream as a cover that will send the right message" Jesus I'm going to die of embarrassment.

"Maybe I could just tell him" he snapped, giving me an arched eyebrow.

"No!" that is what happened last time.

"Well, I'm not doing any of that, "

"Oh maybe because of 'the change' he likes a little bit of kink," he winked as he looked at the phone, smiling.

"Maybe, you know a collar and lace panties..." he smiled looking at the phone before speaking again.

"Oh look it's my boss 'Master' gotta go," he said as he made his way out of the cafe.

I could feel myself becoming heated at the thought of him holding a leash linked to me wearing a collar on my hands and knees crawling on the floor at his command.

Rushing home hiding the embarrassing feeling that was beating in my core, after the lady at the adult store asked me if it was for me and my partner.

Slim had better be right. I hope he doesn't turn me away tonight. I've seen him naked. All men look the same naked, but Dante felt different when we almost a few times and he just walked away because I used to be a Nun.

Well, I'm not anymore and I hope this shows him that.

Giving myself one more check over before the ding of the oven went off, I had dinner fully prepared, and just on time, the door opened to Dante' standing there.

His eyes instantly filled with flames.

"Welcome Home Master" I beamed.