A/N: Sorry guys! I've been finding it really hard to write this chapter, because I was using my relationship as a looking glass to write this. Plus it was hard to write this and nurse a broken heart, but I'm much better now. I appreciate all your concern and all the PMs asking how I've been. You guys seriously make my day.

Shoutout as well to all those who left a review! I Promise I'll reply to all of them in my next chapter!

The kiss was hard, demanding and angry, but it was also soft and yielding in a way I couldn't understand. Doms arm went from my wrist to wrap around my waist while his other hand cupped the back of my head in a gentle but iron grip.

I surprised myself by wrapping my arms around his broad shoulders and kissing back. Quickly we were pressed up against each other, fighting for dominance with our tongues. I didn't even notice he had picked me up and moved until I felt my back press up against the bed. We broke apart for a moment as Dom moved from my mouth to my neck, kissing softly, then back up to my mouth.

He pulled away again to take his shirt off, and I sat upright. "Dom. We can't"

Dom raised a brow, then looked at my pants pointedly, asking without asking. I snorted.

"No, it's not that." I held up my my hand, and right there, on the finger where my wedding ring will one day be, sat a ring with a simple word inscribed in it; Wait.

For all my faults, this one was one thing I was dead set on. I was waiting until there was a wedding ring on that finger before I had sex. My ring was something I bought my freshman year of high school as a reminder of the promise I'd made to myself, my promise to wait.

"Is that a promise ring?" Dom asked, amusement was all over his face.

"It's a purity ring, Dom." I corrected, moving my legs so I sat cross-legged, facing him.

"You actually do that thing?" He arched a brow.

"That thing, as you called it, is important to me. So yes. I do that thing."

"You mean, no one, ever. Ever. Touched you in that way?"

I didn't answer, and turned to study the wall. A tightness started in my chest, and my palms started to sweat. "I have to the bathroom." I stated, getting up and moving away from him, my eyes stayed focused on the door until I got out of the room and made it to the bathroom.

I sat on the edge of the tub and stared at my shaking hands. He doesn't have to know. He didn't mean anything by it. It's in your past. This is now. It can never happen again. So leave it there.

It took a couple long minutes of chanting in my head to get my hands to stop shaking, and I glanced at my reflection. I was a little paler then usual, making the red stand out more then normal, my lips were a little swollen from the kissing, but that part I didn't mind so much.

I walked out of the bathroom and was surprised to find Dom standing just outside the door with a strange look on his face. He looked angry, which wasn't so unusual, but he also looked sad, concerned, and some other emotion I couldn't place. It screwed his handsome face up, making his forhead wrinkle and his lips tighten in their frown.

"Who touched you?" Dom asked quietly.

I bit my lip and looked away. "It was a long time ago Dom."

"That's not what I asked you. I said who. Not when."

"Dom..." I took and deep breath and met his eyes, "It was my uncle, he started when I was little, and when my mom and dad found out, they tried to hide it. They said I was lying. They said I wanted attention. And then Bryant found out..." I took a deep breath in again, fighting back the waves of emotion that would was over me. I remembered it all so clearly, my parents anger at me, the hitting, the threatening, all the things I would never say to Dom. "Bryant called the police...because of my parents denial, we got emancipated and Bryant took care of me until I graduated high school. Then we moved here after his basic training was done to be closer to his base." I moved my eyes downward again, to focus on my hands, which were twisting in my shirt.

I heard and whispered "Shit." and then a loud thud as Doms fist hit the wall by my head, which made me jump.

"What the fuck Dom?" I looked up at him, his face was scrunched up in anger. "This is my house you know, I like it not broken."

My sarcastic comment had no affect on him as he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me to his chest.

"I can understand why you wouldn't want to do things like that after surviving that." Dom murmured softly into my hair.

"It's not that I don't want to do things like that. It's that I want to be married first. My innocence was taken from me, and when I got this ring I vowed that no man, however I might love him or whoever he was, was going to take that from me again until I was sure, and I wouldn't be sure until a wedding ring is on that finger. I don't want anything else taken from me that wasn't theirs to take."

I spoke into his chest, it was quiet there, it smelled good too, like Axe, It was nice, and I felt oddly safe.

"I took as many self defense classes as I could, so I can take care of myself in case someone tried to take it again."

It was quiet for a long minute, and then another long minute, before I looked up at him. "But it doesn't matter. It's over, it's not gonna happen again."

Dom just nodded, and the look on his face lead me right onto his train of thought before he even spoke it.

Playlist for this part.

The Worry List - Blue October

Into The Ocean - Blue October

Hold Onto Me - Mayday Parade

Like We Used To - A Rocket To the Moon

Almost Lover - A Fine Frenzy

All This time (Pick-Me-Up song) - Maria Mena

Angels - Mayday Parade

You're Not Alone - Saosin

Give Your Heart A Break - Demi Lovato

Pyramid (ft. Iyaz) - Charice

"I won't let it happen again. You'll be safe." He muttered.