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I sighed, grabbing my keys out of my purse and my clothing into my string bag. Jacob's face appeared in my mind and I felt my heart being squeezed. I took a deep breath, heading to the back door.
"Hey, Tommy," I said to the large bouncer as I came outside.
"Hey, darling. Good night?" he asked and I shrugged. It was the same night as every night. "Well, be safe driving home."
"Will do," I said, smiling and hugging him. I turned around to see super tan skin and tall. He had black hair and I growled. I shouldn't be afraid of every Quilette looking guy in the world. I began walking past him, just barely out of the light and he grabbed my arm. I yelped and turned to see Sam's eyes boring into me. Tommy was beside me in a second.
"Do we have a problem, sir?" he growled and Sam shook his head slowly.
"What happened to you?" he asked, letting his hand loosen on my arm and I swallowed.
"Sir, we ask that you do not hassle the strippers," Tommy pushed harder and he shoved Sam away from me. Sam's mouth dropped and I thanked Tommy quickly and headed to my car. Tommy watched Sam, who stood there in shock. I got into my car and drove off, tears pouring out of my eyes.
"Dang it!" I shouted as I accidentally grabbed the steaming hot pan without a potholder. I growled, running my hand under cold water. There was a knock at the door and I grabbed a towel, soaking it and wrapping it around my hand. I used my other hand to open the door of the apartment to come face to face with Sam. His eyes immediately caught my hand and he came in, inspecting the burn.
"Did you grab a hot pan, nimrod?" he asked jokingly and I nodded, laughing slightly and rolling my eyes.
"No big, though," I told him, pulling open a kitchen cabinet and pulling out a first aid kit. I set it on the table and sat down, Sam sitting 90 degrees away from me. He popped open the first aid kit and pulled out burn medication.
"You're a… stripper?" he asked and I looked up at him and then back at my hand, nodding. He wiped the medication on, which burned slightly but not enough to bother me. "Why?"
"Next question," I told him and he eyed me, shrugging and sighing. "How's Jacob?"
"He sucks. He's not Alpha. He has a different girl every night, he's drunk, and he barely knows his name. He gets high so the pain will go away. But it never does, he always remembers your face. I've walked in on him trying to commit suicide. You've screwed him over, you know that, Leah? So you better give a damn good reason on why you left!" he shouted and I cringed back. He stood, towering over me and then a little girl screamed. I ripped my hand from his grip and spun to see a small little black haired child standing at the door, trembling with fear. I rushed to her, wrapping my arms around her and picking her up. She was crying. She hadn't ever been exposed to yelling like Sam had just done and it obviously terrified her.
"L-L-Leah… you have a d-daughter?" Sam stuttered and I turned to face him, nodding. I grabbed a roll of bandage tape and quickly wrapped up my hand, not letting my daughter go. I set the tape down and sat back at my seat, turning the little girl to look at Sam.
"Tell him your name, honey," I directed and she quivered closer. "I promise he won't yell at Mama anymore. Come on." She looked up slowly and nodded, breaking out in a grin.
"My name… m-my name is… Sunshine Marie Annabella Black!" she announced proudly and he blinked twice. "Sunshine is after the city 'cause it's always sunny, Marie is after my mama's friend, Emily but I've never met Emily, Anna is after my mama, though her name is Anne, and Bella is after my mama's other friend. And Black is after my daddy."
"She's… four?" Sam asked and I nodded. It'd been five years since I visited La Push. "She's brilliant. Is she the reason for your job?" I nodded again, biting my lip. "Is she the reason you left?"
"Yeah, she is. I saw how you lost your position because Emily got pregnant. And I wasn't going to force Jacob to give it up after a month of having it. That'd be so wrong!" I exclaimed and Sunny pulled my hair slightly.
"Mama, I'm hungry," she told me and I sighed, standing and setting her on the counter as I continued on with her breakfast.
"Do you need anything, Sam?" I asked him and he shrugged. "I'll take that as a yes."
"You know he would've given the world up just to be with you," Sam reminded me and I nodded. I popped an egg into Sunny's mouth and she made a face.
"More salt, Mama," she demanded and I laughed, adding more salt.
"Come home, Leah. We miss you," Sam begged and I sighed. "He'd change if he knew you left for him."
"Mama, what's that man talking about?" Sunny asked and I took a deep breath.
"We're going to go see your daddy."