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And so my life had changed. I was now with Simon all the time. I had use of everything in his house and any of the three cars. It took less than a day to move all my personal items to his house and the furniture I didn’t want or need I placed in storage. Simon paid for everything.

The weeks and months went by quickly and before I knew it we had been together for 3 months and it was my birthday. He said, “I know you didn’t want me to do this, but it is your birthday. I would like to give you a present now that it is your special day and we are officially together. OK?”

I said, “Well nothing really expensive OK? It doesn’t seem right.”

He said, “Well to be honest Diana, I kind of already purchased it! And I know you will love it because you told me on more than one occasion that you love them.”

I was now the one all excited! I said, “Oh Simon!!! What did you buy me now?”

He said, “Well close your eyes. No wait, I want to blindfold you so you don’t look before I’m ready.”

It was like being in high school and I was like a teenager now all shivering and smiling as Simon covered my eyes and walked me over to the window. I wasn’t sure where we were going until he took off the blindfold and I saw I was standing in front of the drapes with the window behind it. He said, “Open the drapes.”

I did and there in the driveway was a brand new sports car!!!”

I said, “Oh My GOD! Simon!! Oh My GOD!”

Then I looked at him and said, “Simon! I asked you not to buy me these kinds of gifts.”

He said, “Well this is the last one! But I had to buy you something for your birthday and being with me Diana., I just had too! Please don’t be mad.”

I smiled as I pulled him to the door and went outside to look at my new corvette!! I said, “How could I ever be mad at you for giving me a gift like this one! OH God Simon it’s beautiful! Silver/blue the exact colors I told you I love! Oh God! Thank you. Thank you! Thank you!”

I hugged him and kissed him and said, “Let’s take a drive!”

He smiled as I jumped into the car and he got into the passenger side. We drove out the development and down the coastal highway! I smiled at him and let my hair blow in the air as we flew down the road at 70MPH! Them I slowed down just in time when a state cop came over the hill coming the other way. I said, “Jesus Simon! I can’t believe you actually gave me a vet!!!!! God you are amazing sometimes.”

He just smiled and told me he was so happy I loved the car. He told me he wanted to please me and make me feel like his home was my home. He said, “And tonight I have ordered a special dinner for us to celebrate your birthday and being with me for 3 months!”

That’s when it hit me! We had been together for 3 wonderful months and he had never asked me to fuck him. Oh he had hinted and when I dry humped him he had on more than one occasion tried to put his little black cock in my pink pussy. In fact once he had almost gotten his cock head inside me. But I stopped him just in time and went down on him fasts and made him blow his load in my mouth. I had purchased a vibrator and was teaching him how to use it on me. The damn thing was 8-inches long and nicely thick. He loved to see my thrusting my hips up and fucking myself on it! He had actually had a few orgasms watch me. I would them make him cum again as we dry humped on his little cock.

We drove for about 2 hours. Then we came back home and it was almost dinnertime. I showered letting Simon wash and dry me like he usually did. I knew he loved to do that. He took my hand and we walked into the master bedroom! We both slept together in this room every night. There on the bed was a silver dress he had picked out for me to wear tonight. It was very low cut and had a long slit right up the center. If I didn’t sit properly like a lady, you would be able to see my panties. Then I noticed there were none. I looked at Simon and said, “I love the dress Lucky but what do I wear under it?”

He smiled and said, “Nothing!” I could have sworn he darkened as if he blushed.

I said, “Simon! Are trying to get me to show off my body all the time? I mean the dress is absolutely beautiful but as low cut as it is and as high as this slit is you’ll have me hanging out of it all during dinner. Or is that your plan you nasty man you?”

Again he darkened as he said, “Guilty! But you see Diana, I know just lovely you really are. And, this dress will look stunning on you. Try it on please.”

As I stood there in just a towel, I dropped it on the floor and slid the dress over my head. Simon zipped it up for me. I smiled thinking, “This is a very expensive custom made dress! The bloody zipper is in the front, hidden very nicely, but in the front! He could get me out of it in seconds. He was being very evil tonight!”

I said, “Are you planning to seduce me tonight Simon? Is that why you gave me such a nice birthday gift and this dress? Are you going to try and fuck me?”

He said, “Well I always hope that we will Diana. But actually I love looking at you and this dress give me the opportunity don’t you think? I mean sit down.”

I did and the slit showed the one-inch line of very trimmed pussy hair I had remaining. I gave anyone sitting next t me a view of my vagina. If I crossed my legs, my entire thigh showed as the dress fell away around both sides of it. I looked down and saw that the dress just covered my nipples. The rest of my breasts were showing including the darker color skin around my nipples. My nipples were hard from the soft material rubbing then with no bra on. He said, “See what I mean? It’s the perfect dress for our dinner together. Now, please stand up.”

I did and he slid the zipper down and it seemed to slowly fall off my body. It lay there at my feet and he smiled saying, “And it’s easy to get off!”

I took his hand and pulled him against me. I kissed him and said, “Why don’t I just have dinner with you nude in our bed. Or, maybe I could sit on the table in front of you with my legs open and you could eat between them Simon!”

He smiled and said, “I never dreamed you would be with me Diana. I would like you to wear the dress for dinner. Then for desert you cans sit on the table and I’ll eat your pussy if that’s what you would like. It’s your birthday.

I smiled at him but knew he was serious. . We dressed for dinner and I realized that Simon was actually falling in love with me if he wasn’t already. I wondered where all of this was going. I looked around and saw everything I had how my life. It had improved greatly. I smiled as he knocked on the door before coming into the room. He said, “All set!”

I turned and he just looked at me. I went too much more trouble fixing myself up for him tonight. I even had my hair done up instead of hanging down over my shoulders. He said, “You looked fantastic.”

I smiled and said, “You know what? No matter how many times you tell me that Simon, a girl never gets tired of hearing it. Thank you.”

We ate and talked and I thanked him a few more times for the presents. He told me how great I looked in the dress. He smiled as he looked at my body and I told him he was making me wet. He told me how I was making his cock hard as hell. I even reached under the table and played with it as I ate with one hand. He made me open my legs so he could look between them. As short and open as the dress was he could see exactly what he wanted. He asked me if I would lower the top of my dress so my breasts would come out and I did. I let both of my breasts sit over the low top. My nipples showed my excitement and I left them out showing them for him as we ate.

When dinner was over I smiled and asked him if he still wanted me to sit on the table in front of him. He smiled and said, “I ate all my greens and now I would like desert. Yes, please come here and sit on the table like you told me you would do.”

I moved over and bent a little in front of him. My breasts it him in the face and he copped them and sucked on the nipples. I then lifted my ass up and sat on the table directly in front of him. He watched me as he sat in the chair. At first I let him look up into the slit and then said, “Now what Simon?”

He said, “Open them please.”

I smiled at him and I opened my legs wide for him. With the slit as long and as high up on the dress as it was I was able to give him what he wanted. I opened myself to him to look at. I sat there and then placed my high heels on the table and moved my cunt to the very edge of the table. He sighed and reached for me. He moved in closer and placed his hands on my inner thighs and pushed then open even more. As his mouth met my wet pussy I moaned, “Oh Simon yes! Oh yes baby! Eat me for my birthday! Lick my hot wet pussy! Make me cum for you!”

He did to boy! Simon had become a very good pussy eater over the months we had been together. I had trained him very well at eating my pussy since I wasn’t fucking him. As I held his black head between my legs he moved his face and mouth all over my sex! He was at the point where I didn’t have to guide him or instruct him any more. That is, except tell him when I wanted him to start sucking on my clit rather than it. It varied from time to time depending on how quickly I wanted to cum. Tonight, I just let him work on me. He was doing a very good job at it. The time went by and Simon stayed between my legs pleasing me over and over and over again! When I had climaxed a number of times I became sensitive and had to pull him up. I knew he was now at the point in his training where he would just continue to lick suck and work on me until I told him to stop. Simon had learned to love to eat pussy, my pussy! No more would he hesitate or not want to do it. He would drop and lick me whenever I wanted it. Al I had to do was ask, and he did it gladly! He always wanted to please me, and except for his little black cock he was the perfect man! But then I had my vibrator for that sort of pleasure.

As he stood I could tell his little cock was as hard as it got. Tonight seem to be different somehow. I couldn’t put my finger on it but Simon seemed to be even more loving. After I pull him out from between my legs and he was standing up, he helped my off the table. As I stepped down he held me and I held him thanking him and telling him what a good pussy licking lover he had become.

Then he looked me in the eyes and said, “I have something important to talk with you about tonight.”

I said, “What is it Simon? Is everything OK?”

He said, “Oh yes! Everything is great.”

As he held me and looked into my eyes, he stopped talking and just looked at me. Finally he said, “I don’t know how you will receive this but here goes. We have been together for a long time now. And I know you know how I feel about us. But I have to tell you I love you Diana. And I have given this a great deal of time and consideration and…..I……I want to marry you.”

You could have knocked me over with a feather. I said, “Oh Simon! That’s a very big step! Are you sure?”

“More sure than anything in my life up to now. I want us to be married.”

And with that he pulled out a huge diamond ring and slid it on my finger.

I said, “Oh my GOD!”

I held the ring up and looked at it and then at him and then I said, “Yes! Yes Simon I will marry you!”

I took him in my arms and held him tightly against me. We stayed like that for a long time kissing and touching. Then I said, “Take me to bed my love. Take me to bed and make love to me.”

I stood in front of him and he slowly unzipped the dress. It again fell off my body in slow motion. As I stepped out of it with my 4-inch heels I realized they were all I had on. I lifted my foot behind me to remove them and he said, “No! keep them on you look so hot! God Diana my cock is screaming for you tonight!”

I was thinking my heels were almost as long as his little cock. But I didn’t say anything.

I said, “Well let’s get on the bed and see if I can’t help make it stop screaming. Tonight I want you to make love to me Simon. Make love to me like I know you want to do.”

He said, “Are you saying we are going to fuck you tonight Diana? Oh God! Please! Please let me put my cock in you tonight! I want to do it so bad!”

I smiled and held him and whispered, “Yes darling. Tonight you will feel what it’s like to be fucked . Tonight I want your cock inside me. I want you to fuck me Simon and I want you to cum in me! I want you to feel the best thing you will ever feel in your life. I want your cock in my pussy! Yes my love tonight we are going to fuck each other.”

He moaned in my ear and said, “Will you help me Diana. I’m a little scare.”

I say, “Don’t be baby! I’ll help you. I’ll show you just like I did when I taught you to eat my pussy. And you are really good at that now. Come on let’s get in the bed.”

I positioned myself on the bed for him and opened my legs wide as I smiled up at him. Lucky stripped quickly and moved between them looking down at me. He said, “God Diana you are so beautiful! I hope I can hold out long enough to make you cum too!”

I said, “Don’t worry about that tonight Lucky! I know it’s your first time and I only want to get you off really good tonight since it’s your first time. If anything else happens it’s a bonus for both of us. Over time you’ll make me happy and make me cum. Plus, you already made me cum three times tonight so far. Now it’s your turn baby! Tonight let’s just say this is my present to you baby!”

Lucky was like a child at Christmas with a new toy, that special toy, one he had always wanted. As he moved between my legs holding his little black cock I had to smile. His eyes were huge as he looked at my pink pussy lips open and waiting for him. I told him, “Put your cock at the opening of my hole. The hole is at the bottom of my slit, right here. I actually opened myself for him showing him my pussy hole. Then Simon, I want you to push it in gently. He moaned from his extreme excitement saying, “Oh God! Oh God! Oh God Diana! I’m so excited. I hope I don’t cum before I get it in.”

I said, “Go easy baby! Easy! Yes that’s it! That’s it!”

I knew he wouldn’t last long he was dripping with pre-cum like a waterfalls now! He moved over me and I took his 5-incher in my hand and slowly told him to move down. The first three times he missed the hole completely but finally after I guided him directly into it, his small thin round little cock slid all the way up into me with one slow push of his hips. He moaned when he felt my hips lift up and my pussy took him and squeezed his little cock tight. He said, “OH GOD! I’m going to cum already! OH SHIT!”

I said, “NO!! Stay very still Simon. Don’t move!! Let your excitement die down a little! Think of something else, something sour!”

I could feel his cock begin to become a little less hard and knew he had passed that last feeling just before your body cums. I said, “Yes that’s it! Good baby! That’s it! That’s good Simon! Good! Relax! Relax! Yes! Good! OK! Better?”

He said, “Yes a little.”

I said, “Now pump you hips!”

He started moving then very quickly and I said, “Slowly!! Slowly Simon!! Slow, and easy! You’re not in a hurry baby! Make it last!! Yes that’s good Simon! Yes!! See that’s very nice! Now Simon now you are fucking me! How does it feel? Say something baby! You can talk! Tell me how it feels.”

He looked down and smiled and I felt his hips moving harder and his little cock slipped out! I grabbed it and said, “It’s Ok!! OK! That happens sometimes. This time listen to me. Do it easier and slowly until you get use to it! Go slow until you have more experience and know how.”

Again we tried and after a few starts and stops we managed to have a pretty good movement and fucking going on. And then I knew he wasn’t going to be able to hold on any longer. So I whispered, “Do it Simon! Do it baby let it go, cum inside me.”

As I rotated my hips a little on him and pumped my ass up into him, Simon shot off five or six shots of cum after about 40 seconds of actual fucking. He was no superman that was for sure.

I was thinking, “OK! It’s his very first fuck. The next time will be better and with practice I could learn to enjoy him and maybe even get an orgasm from his cock if I was lucky and showed him how to do it correctly.

I may even feel him cum. Fucking him won’t be bad, especially if we continue to go places together and he buys me things like cars and treats me like he did all the time. He worshiped me so I’ll let him eat and fuck me. He didn’t have a problem spending his money and I sure didn’t have a problem spending it. Did I love him, I didn’t know. Our lives were good, very good. I knew he had really enjoyed this and I told him to keep moving hoping his little dick would stay hard. And to my surprise, it did!

He said, “Oh God Diana you feel like silk! You’re so smooth inside and so wet and warm. God you feel like heaven. Oh God Diana it’s wonderful! It’s so good and was so worth waiting for! Oh God Diana! I’m still so hard. Can we do it again?”

I pulled him down on top of me and held him and kissed him and slowly rotated my hips pleasing him. I said, “We can do it as long as you can stay hard Lucky! You cock feels so good inside me.”

(I actually felt very little, as his cock was so think and small.) “I love your hard cock inside me baby! Yes! We can do it again I want you to fuck me as often as you can for as long as you can. Oh Simon I’m so happy we’re together baby! Now slowly and easily work your hips for me. I want you to pump your hips and move your cock about 3 inches in and out of me. That’s all no more or you’ll fall out again! Yes! Yes! That’s good baby! That’s the right way! Oh yes Simon! I love your cock in me!”

This time he lasted longer, about 3 minutes before he moaned, “I’m going to cum again.”

And he did, I had my legs wrapped around him and held him tight against me as I pumped my hips up into him. Another small load pumped out of his cock as I lifted us both up off the bed and faked my orgasm saying, “Oh God Yes! YES! YES! YES! YES! OH SIMON!! OG GOD YES!!!!!!”

He smiled as he arched his back and shoved his little dick into me as far as he could get it. When he was done, I said, “Oh Simon! You feel so good. Oh your cum is so warm baby! It feels so good! Give me all of it! Give it to me baby!”

He rammed into me again and again and again and then he held it as deep as he could and moaned like a wounded animal. We held each other until his little deflated black cock slipped out my cunt, I could feel his cum begin to leak out too. I held him and kissed him and told him how nice it was to finally have him inside me. He told me he loved me over and over again!

I wasn’t sure about this black man fucking me. I mean after all, every story you read about and hear about tells you how fucking big a black cock was. Simon had almost nothing between his legs. Every story you ever read tells you the black cock was 8, 9, 10, a foot, shit some two feet long. And thick, hell some were said to be as thick as a cock bottle or my arm. Simon was a pencil dick!

I knew I sure didn’t want to be ripped open by one of those make believe black cocks I had read about. But after seeing and having a sex session with Simon, my first black man, I realized he wasn’t even as big as any of the white men I had been with over the years. The other stories about the huge black cock were bull just plain old fashion bullshit most likely written and talked about by black men for black men!

I resolved right there to myself that I would stay married to Simon as long as we both wanted it. I mean, he was nice, always a gentleman, a very good golfer who earned lots and lots of money and was on his way up. He would only get richer. So, why shouldn’t I stay with him? He treated me good and I loved the life style. Sure I would have to work out and watched what I ate so I wouldn’t pig up. But, hell, with his money I could have a personal trainer if I wanted. Hell! I could have two trainers.

I stopped thrusting into Samara, wanting to feel every drop of cum leave my body and enter hers and wanting nothing to distract me from that. Anyway, I didn’t need to move. Samara’s pussy walls were milking every last drop out of me. My cock was still inside her as we both came down from our sexual high, panting in unison.

“Did you enjoy that?” I asked, straightening up and backing away from her.

“Oh, yes…” I could hear the smile in Samara’s voice. “Lucas, I love…”

“So you enjoyed being taken like a whore then?” I interrupted.

Samara turned to face me. “Pardon?”

“Who were you with before you came here? Who got you so wet? Was it Nathan?”

“What’re you talking about? Nathan is my boss. You’re my lover, Lucas, not him.”

“Don’t lie to me,” I slammed my fist down on the work surface beside Samara, making her jump. “Did you let him fuck you or just finger you before you came to see me?”

Samara shook her head, her lips turned down, her eyes sparkling with unshed tears.

“For your information, Nathan wasn’t even at work today. And when I left work, I went straight home where I changed my clothes after a quick bath. I wore the dress and nothing else because I wanted to see your face when you realised I had nothing on underneath it. And I got wet thinking of you and what you’d do when you found out. I even arranged for my mum to look after Rose so I could spend the night with you. It was all for you – but now I wish I hadn’t bothered.”

Samara walked away from me. I watched as she headed towards my door to pick up her dress.

“Do you mind I have a quick shower before I leave? Your cum is running down my thighs and I wouldn’t want to be accused of being a whore - again.”

Her words made me flinch. When she turned to me for my answer, I shrugged, unable to speak. I couldn’t understand why I got this way. I’d had plenty of girlfriends in the past but none of them had got under my skin the way Samara had. I’d never been so quick to jump to conclusions or so judgemental about any of the others. So why was I this way with her? We’d been together for almost eighteen months now and I was actually getting worse, not better. Was Samara right? Was it that I didn’t trust her? With my history, it was more than likely, but Samara didn’t know anything about that.

I just kept making mistake after mistake. A while ago, Samara had suggested that she, her daughter Rose and I all live together. I turned her down flat, making noises like ‘I don’t think that’s a good idea,’ and ‘I need my own space.’ Samara told me she understood and the subject was never mentioned again. But I have no idea why I’d said no when I’d been thinking exactly the same thing myself before she even made her proposal. But the moment the words were out in the open, it was as if something inside of me just panicked. And the ridiculous thing was, when I wasn’t at her house, she was always round at my flat so we were practically living together anyway.

Picking up my shorts, I headed into the bedroom after Samara. I heard the water running in my en-suite bathroom. I pulled off my t-shirt and tossed it into the chair on one side of the room before walking into the bathroom. Samara was in the shower, her back to me as she soaped her skin. I watched her apply the white soap lather to her dark brown skin, admiring the contrast in colours. Watching her soap herself was such a sexy sight. Samara had a beautiful body. I never tired of looking at it, from the front, the side, the back – any angle was good with me. Her legs were supple and shapely. Her ass was round and firm and reminded me of a delectable peach. Whenever I made a comment about her ass, Samara would always smile and pat it, calling it her ‘black woman’s heritage’. Just watching her in the shower was making my heart beat faster and it seemed like a good proportion of the blood in my body was heading for my cock. I was beginning to get hard again. I opened the shower door.

“Can I join you?” I asked.

“I don’t think so, Lucas,” said Samara without turning around. “I’m trying to get clean, especially as my attempt at being dirty failed so miserably.”

“It didn’t fail,” I told her, stepping into the shower and closing the door behind me.

Samara turned her head. “Lucas, I’ll be out of your shower in two minutes and out of your apartment in five – okay?”

“I don’t want you to leave,” I said quietly. I stepped behind her and pressed my body against hers. Wrapping my arms around her, I took the soap from her unresisting hands.

“I’ll do that for you,” I told her, kissing her neck, her ears, her nape. Every kiss was an apology, if she only knew it. Samara turned around to face me. She looked into my eyes as the water jetted around us.

“It felt so good when we made love, Lucas. And then you went and spoilt it…”

“I know. I’m sorry, babe,” I said. “Let me make it up to you.”

I spent the rest of our time in the shower doing exactly that. We made love, had a pasta dinner which I cooked and then spent the night in each other’s arms. In the early hours of the morning, Samara finally fell asleep exhausted, but sleep eluded me completely. My behaviour was driving Samara away and if I lost her… I had to get some help for the way I felt inside before it was too late.

I didn’t realise it at the time, but it was already too late…

Even now as my power shower sprayed needles of water into my skin, I could feel myself getting hard remembering that night. The way Samara’s body had writhed under mine as we made love in bed after dinner, the way her nails had raked my back, her eyes closed, her lips parted as I moved within her.

I groaned as memory after memory flooded through me. My cock was pointing straight up and throbbing now. Using the soap to lather up my hand, I took hold of my cock, stroking up and down, wishing with everything I had that it was Samara doing this instead of me. When at last I came, it brought a moment of sweet release, but that was all it was – a moment. That’s all I ever had, now that Samara and I weren’t together.

Washing myself off, I stepped out of the shower feeling just as restless and unsettled as before.

I needed to see Samara.

After pulling on clean boxers, I grabbed the first thing that came to hand, a pair of black jeans, a blue polo shirt and my black leather jacket before heading out the door. Samara was going to talk to me one way or another. And if it meant talking to her through her closed front door then that’s exactly what I’d do.

*****

I walked into the kitchen to get myself a drink. The moment Rose saw me, she turned to head out of the room.

“Rose, how long are you going to keep this up?” I sighed. My daughter had been giving me the silent treatment all day.

“What am I supposed to say to you, Mum? What am I supposed to say to Uncle Lucas when I see him again?” Rosie flared up. “Uncle Lucas… I’ll have to stop calling him that for a start.”

“Rose, Lucas still cares about you - that hasn’t changed. And I still love you – that hasn’t changed either.”

“But you’ll have two new babies and Lucas to worry about from now on,” said Rose. “Where do I fit in?”

Ah, now things were becoming a little clearer. I walked over to my daughter and hugged her to me, stroking her hair.

“Where you’ve always fitted in, Rosie,” I replied. “You’re my first child and I love you very, very much. Having the twins isn’t going to change that, I promise.”

“What about Lucas? Are you two going to get back together?”

“No, love. Like I told you yesterday, my getting pregnant was a mistake. It was a one time thing. I was careless and got caught. When you fall in love and are ready to have sex – when you’re aged thirty minimum – I hope you have more sense than your mother!”

“It was a one time thing with my dad as well, wasn’t it?”

I nodded, my smile wry as I looked at my daughter. I was just eighteen when Rose’s father and I made love for the one and only time. We’d both been virgins and neither of us knew what we were doing but we loved each other and that had made it work. But when I was five months pregnant, Rose’s dad was killed and I was forced to grow up in a hurry. Not that I ever regretted my decision to bring up Rose alone – but it had been no bed of rose petals, that was for sure.

“You’re more fertile than the Napa Valley,” Rose sniffed, making me laugh.

“Thank you, dear – I think! You know what, Rose, how about if we…?” But I got no further. A sharp, shooting pain cut through me, doubling me over.

“Mum, what’s the matter?”

“I… I don’t know…” I said slowly, straightening up. But not for long. Another pain sliced through me. I sunk to my knees, trying not to cry out. I didn’t want Rose to worry.

“MUM…”

“Rose, could you phone my doctor’s surgery please? Tell them it’s an emergency.”

“Mum, what’s wrong?” Rose ran up to me, trying to pull me to my feet.

“Rose, do as I told you,” I hissed through my pain. “And for God’s sake – hurry.”

*****

The moment I stepped out of my car, I knew something was wrong. There was a car parked outside Samara’s house so I had to park behind it. I headed up the path to Samara’s front door, a strange feeling of trepidation biting at me. I barely had time to get my finger off the door bell before the door was flung open.

“Hello? Uncle Lucas, what’re you…? I thought you were the ambulance,” Rosie said frantically, her eyes wild, her cheeks wet.

“What’s going on?”

“Something’s wrong,” said Rosie, tears streaming from her eyes. “The doctor’s with Mum now.”

My heart was jack-hammering inside my chest. “What’s wrong? Rose, talk to me.”

“Uncle Lucas, it’s Mum. She’s bleeding.”

*****

I don’t remember much about the journey to the hospital. The images were misty, blurred… a paramedic putting an IV drip into my arm, Rose crying, her face buried against Lucas’s shoulder, Lucas holding her and telling her that everything was going to be okay…

I kept drifting in and out of consciousness, like a camera lens, rapidly zooming in and out of focus. I glanced down at my hand at one time to see that Lucas was holding it tight. I looked at him in surprise. He smiled at me. I tried to smile back but it felt like my lips, my whole face was frozen. Lucas squeezed my hand reassuringly. I think… I hope I squeezed back.

The next time my eyes opened, I was looking directly at Lucas. He said something… mouthed something to me. I couldn’t hear the words, but I had to be dreaming again because I could’ve sworn his mouth formed the words, ‘I love you…’

My eyes closed as a tidal wave of inky darkness washed me away.