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He awoke to find himself alone in their bed. He smiled at the thought of 'their' bed. He had moved into her place a little under a month ago. The couple of weeks she stayed at his place after she was attacked made him re-evaluate what he wanted out of life. He looked over at the clock it read 6:20AM. He wondered where she was at this early in the morning. In her spot in the bed was Lady. He said to the dog, "You know you're not suppose to be in the bed." The dog picked it's head up off of the pillow and looked at Don. She yawned and put her head back down and went back to sleep. Don chuckled to himself and said, "Hey don't come sulking to me when your mistress yells at you." He stretched and got up out of the bed. He stopped into the bathroom to take care of his morning needs and brush his teeth. A few minutes later he decided to go and search for his girlfriend. He found her in the study. She was wearing one of his old tee-shirts and most likely nothing underneath. He watched her for a moment, as she stood transfixed in front of the canvas. She finally noticed that he was standing in the doorway watching her. She smiled when she saw him. Don saw that her cheeks were flushed; she had a smudge of paint on her cheek and her eyes held the same ardor that he saw in them when they made love. He returned the smile and said, "You're up early."

Gia replied, "Or up late depending on how you look at it." She turned back to the painting and added another stroke. "I was inspired." A grin appeared on her face as her eyes slid over Don. "Very inspired."

He felt his cheeks flush as her eyes raked him over. He said, "Really? Can I see?" He motioned to the painting.

"Sure."

Don looked at the painting and said, "Wow. That's amazing. Do you have a name for it yet?"

Gia tapped the end of the brush on her chin and replied, "Hmm yes. I think I'll call it Lovers Entwined." She gave him a coy smile as she put the paintbrush and palette down on the desk.

"Really? Care to tell me why you picked that name?"

"No, but I can show you." She stepped closer and to kiss his lips.

He captured her lips and pulled her into a tight embraced. She ran his hands up his tee-shirt and returned his ardent kisses. He slid his hands up the side of shirt and indeed found out that there was nothing underneath. He nudged her towards the edge of the desk. He whispered, "Let me inspire you more." He kissed her deeply and could feel her tongue gently on his as their kisses became more passionate.

After a few moments they slid down to the floor. He laid down on top of her as she wrapped her legs around his waist.

She moaned his name as he pushed into her. "Oh Don you feel so good."

He felt her hands slide down his back and hold him into her more. He thrusted deeper into her body. He heard her gasp with each move he made. He whispered, "Open your eyes Gia." He put his hands on either side of her face.

He loved starring into her eyes while they love. He loved to see her eyes cloud over with passion and see her totally let loose. She met his gaze. The look in her eyes when she stared at him nearly made him loose all control. He waited till he felt her body convulse in pleasure before he finally let go himself go. They both stared into each eyes as they both reached orgasm.

When finished they laid in each other arms on the floor. Don said, "How is that for inspiration."

Gia responded, "Oh at least 3 paintings worth."

"Only 3? I think at least 5."

Gia laughed, "Hmm 5? Maybe your right."

At some point Gia and Don both dozed off. An hour so later Gia stirred and kissed Don on the cheek. She said gently, "Don why don't we go upstairs to the bed so we don't get a sore backs."

"Mm? Good idea but I need to run to the office for a couple of hours."

"Ok well let me go make coffee while you shower."

She stood up and stretched. She looked down at him still on the floor. She said with a smile, "Stop looking up my shirt."

He pulled himself into an upright position and said, "But I like the view."

She rolled her eyes and smacked him the shoulder.

After showering he joined her in the kitchen. He poured himself a cup of coffee in his travel mug and kissed her on the forehead.

He said, "I'll be back by lunch at the latest."

"No prob. I'm just gonna make pot of sauce so I can make Manicotti for dinner. I thought maybe we could have Charlie and Amita over."

"Sounds like a plan. I'll give him a call."

"I'll talk to you later."

"Yup. See ya."


After Don left Gia went upstairs to shower. She came downstairs in her robe and started to chop parsley and garlic to make spaghetti sauce. She hummed a little tune to herself and enjoyed the mild stiffness in her lower back from earlier.. She poured a couple of tablespoons of oil in a large pot and added the garlic. She was about to add a spare rib and a piece of braciole. When a voice speak, "I hope you enjoyed yourself earlier on the floor cause that will be the last time you'll get to have sex with him you slut."

She felt bile rise in her throat. She turned her eyes and saw Greg standing in the kitchen not 5 feet away. He was pointing a gun right at her. His eyes were wild and his clothing was disheveled from being on the run for the last 2 months. He took a step towards her. She felt her fight instinct kick in. She grabbed the pot of heating oil and through it at him. Hot oil hit Greg in the face and hands knocking the gun on the floor. He felt to his knees and howled in pain.

"You bitch."

She took a frying pan and hit him in the back of the head before making a beeline for the gun. He reached out to get it first but the oil burns slowed him down.

She had the gun and pointed at him. Keeping her eyes on him she grabbed the phone and called Don.

"Don it's me Gia. I need you to come quick. Greg is here and I shot him."

"Yeah, I'm fine. Everything is all right now. Just get here quick." With that she disconnected the call and looked back at him.

He sneered at her as he tried to get up off the floor. "You didn't shoot me bitch."

She gave him a cold smile and said, "Oh you right I didn't." She cocked back the gun and shot him in the leg. "See that was easily rectified."