Swinging the door open I walked in to be greeted by a very happy niece. She was jumping with joy as she saw how early I had come back.

"Hey girl, went to the store and got a few things for us…we are going to eat something good tonight"

"What? What? What" she asked excitedly.

"Well…not gonna tell you"

She pouted at me as she stood still.

"Nope…will not say…and…we will also be having dessert!"

If she wasn't excited enough already, she screamed with joy.

Although I have made meals before they were always small and she loved desserts but the only thing sweet in the kitchen cabinets was cereal and a few boxes of cheap cookies.

"Okay, alright, now I am going to unpack here and then take a nice shower"

I set the bags down on the dining table and began putting all the food away. It didn't take too long before I was able to take my purse and papers to my bedroom. Looking out of the doorway, I saw that Lizzie occupied herself with some colored pencils and paper so I walked over to the bathroom to shower.

…

Changing into a casual wrap dress I twisted my hair up into a messy 'do' and walked out to enter my bedroom. Sitting down on the bed I pulled the list that Dr. Green gave me. I skimmed the page and my god, there was so much to remember over one night. I knew a lot of tools in the little time that doctor showed me but not all. Plus, there are the cleaners and I needed to know each and every process. Looking at the small clock it was only 2:00 p.m. so I had a few hours to study before I had to make dinner.

Rubbing my forehead, it was going to be a bitch to cram as much as possible. Slipping a few pillows behind my back I got comfortable enough to flip the pages back and forth. My eyes hit the top of the page and made their way down as I whispered each of the names.

…..

5:00 came faster than I thought, so I set the list on my bed and made my way to the kitchen to prepare dinner. Opening the freezer I pulled out a pack of chicken breast strips and from the fridge, a few potatoes. Tonight was going to be breaded fried chicken with potatoes and broccoli. Oddly enough, Lizzie loved broccoli. It felt good to be having a much larger dinner than the days before. The small red potatoes were going to take a while to cook in the oven so after wrapping them in aluminum foil I placed them in the oven and waited a while before preparing the meat.

Like I said Julia…you're gonna have to try harder

"Son of a bitch"

I held my head with both hands while leaning on the kitchen counter. Quint haunted me and there's just nothing I can do about it. I kept on wondering if his father was like him. He ignored my question before I crossed the street and I wonder if it's something he is trying to keep secret.

But most importantly…why did I feel this way?

I sat myself on a stool and rubbed my hands on my thighs. The friction created by my hands made me think back to that night.

The things he made me feel, I shuddered at the clear flashback. It was a while before I shook myself back into reality and looked over to the oven to see the time. Jumping off the stool I ripped open the meat package and began cutting.

….

The sound of our forks and knives scraping against the plates filled the room as I still couldn't stop thinking about the night at his apartment.

"Juuuulieee"

The sing-song voice of my niece woke me from my thoughts.

"Sorry Lizzie…"

"Are you okay?"

"Yes hon', I'm fine…just tired…are you finished eating?"

Liz placed her fork and knife on her plate and nodded her head.

"Alright, lemme get that for you"

I walked over to where she sat, picking up the porcelain plate and headed over to the kitchen sink. The clatter of the dishes kept me from zoning out again.

"I liked it!"

"You did…well that's great…something good in a long time right?"

No answer was given as I looked back to find her running towards her room. With her gone from the dining area I washed the remaining dishes and put everything away.

Looking out the sliding door, the sky was getting dark. The pitch black night was just around the corner and looking at the clock I knew that I had just a bit more to study.

6:45 p.m.

"Sometimes I feel like you aren't even on my side" I spoke to the clock in the small kitchen. Remembering my promise of dessert to my niece I turned on my heels to walk over to pull open the freezer. Reaching in I grabbed for the small box of cherry pie to bake in the oven.

With the press of a few buttons, the oven was set to pre-heat and I left the room to grab for my papers. Returning, I pulled out a stool and sat at the kitchen counter, reviewing all familiar names listed.

….

After our little dessert time, the day felt completed. Much of the pie still remained as I covered the top and placed it on the counter.

During the time it took to cook I had gone over everything I needed to know for the following day's work. I didn't feel completely confident since my body began to shake anxiety. Nothing but what-ifs clouded my mind and I could feel the making of a gigantic headache taking place. Turning off the lights, I moved across the room until I heard an unusual scratching sound outside the sliding door. With caution I walked very slowly to pull back the curtain and looked below. Not a creature or person in sight. Rubbing my forehead and eyes I walked back to my room.

Pulling off all my clothes, I shrugged on a loose black shirt and bent down to pull the covers of my bed. Once the sheets were finally to the side I crawled on top and set my bedside clock.

Closing my eyes, I slipped away into the black space sleep offered.

…

My past memories projected in my sleep were interrupted as I felt a heavy hand trail down my chest. As my brain continued to show me images I felt that it was a part of my dream. Moving my head to the side I let out a soft moan, relishing the feeling of this touch. The hand moved down my arm following a heavier weight beginning to press down my body. Suddenly all images stopped like a film, and my eyes flew open. The familiar face almost made me scream until his hand closed over my mouth roughly.

"Shhhhh…"

His hot breath warmed my face as both his arms were adjusted to lean in further.

"I'm going to move my hand…are you going to be a good girl now?"

I wanted to bite his hand at his question but instead I nodded, breathing furiously through my nose. Once his hand was lifted I pushed against him to create some space between us. None was made as he refused to even budge.

"How the fuck did you get in here?" I whispered out.

"Shhh…wouldn't want to wake your niece now…"

A clawed finger pushed away a few strands of hair from my face as I struggled to keep my breathing under control.

"Thought I'd pay a little visit…"

"But…how…I…I closed that door…"

"Come on Julie, that door was too easy to open…"

His bright blue eyes glowed as I stared at him. My panting mouth grabbed his attention as he jumped forward to capture my lips. I hummed out a no as he continued. Using my right hand, I tried to twist my body away but it only excited him. Quint wrestled both hands and held them above my head in one grip. With his other hand he lifted my left leg up high to rest on his waist.

"Please…don't….liz…"

"She's fast asleep…I checked on her"

"Quint…I beg you…"

A light chuckle escaped as he said, "Already? We haven't even started"

He let go as he stood up and walked over to the bedroom door and locked it shut. Looking over, his bare chest was now facing me as he walked towards the bed. Dressed in only a black pair of jeans, he crawled to hover my body once again.

I couldn't move and I refused to look him straight in the eyes. His teeth scraped against my neck as he kissed my neck. It was his favorite spot. A low growl could be heard as he felt my heartbeat increase.

Moving up to my face his lips caught mine fiercely. This time I couldn't help but enjoy it as I felt his hand reach further down beneath my night shirt. Cupping the area between my legs his fingers stroked the skin covered by my underwear. I gasped at their probing and he pulled me up to stand on my knees. The same hand left that area to trail upwards teasing my breasts. The soft nightshirt was soon pulled off and thrown to the ground. Wrapping an arm around my back he pulled me flushed against him. Light hairs tickled my chest as held me.

"Just like last time, right Julie?"

I felt the deep vibrations of his voice as he spoke closely. The moonlight beamed through the cracks in the blinds and I found myself staring into his eyes.

My lips shut, unable to process any words. Due to my inability to produce any words he lunged towards my neck, swiping his tongue where he felt my pulse. Once again, my body manipulated my mind into thinking all of this is truly something I needed. Leaning my head back, his lips swept across the valley between my breasts and both hands grabbed my bottom. With a quick pull, my waist bumped loudly against his as his lips went to hover above my ear.

"Feel this…"

He gyrated against my lower waist and I could definitely feel his arousal. The shape of his member pushed through his jeans as he gripped my hips tightly, fingers bruising the skin.

With one hand he reached down to unzip himself, pulling out his bare organ. Of course, we had done this before…but I just couldn't push back all the emotions stirring every time he prepared to ravish me. I felt like a helpless victim once again underneath his body. I want to fight but at the same time…I welcome it…all of it.

I let out a squeal as my deep thought was cut off by his arm wrapped around my stomach. How did I end up on this part of my body this fast?

"Now…you can beg"

My eyes snapped shut, hands gripping the sheets to prepare for the incoming assault until…

Knock! Knock!

"Julie"

The sound of my niece's soft voice caused my stomach to twist out of fear. I scrambled to turn around and face him.

"Quint…please…go…"

I managed to beg him in the lightest whisper I could deliver. My brows bent together as I worried. Inside I was a lunatic in panic mode. In the silence of the room, he looked straight at me with his lips tightly sealed. He looked annoyed but calm. The time I have spent with this man I still don't quite understand his temper. With one last plead he zipped up and crawled up the wall above the door. I stared at him in shock; it was my first time seeing one of his 'lycan abilities'.

Rushing out of bed to pull on my nightshirt, I opened my door in a hurry to find no one there. Walking out of the room I went over to Lizzie's room to find her standing at her bed. Before she could get back in I got closer.

"Lizzie…hey…are you okay?"

Her eyes were half closed as she looked over to me. A small hand wiped across her eyes as she began.

"I had a bad dream…"

My breathing was now under control thankfully, and a switch was flicked as I smiled at her reply.

"Oh ok…well uh you want me to stay here with you?"

She gave me a slight nod and slipped under the covers with her small bedside table light on.

"Okay well then…let me get my pillow and I will be right back…"

I started to shake as I got closer to my room. My fingers crossed, hoping that Quint would just understand. Passing the doorway, I looked up cautiously to find no one.

My eyes jumped from side to side to find absolutely no one in sight. I knew that he couldn't be anywhere else so I let out a sigh of relief. Grabbing my pillow, I looked one last time and then left.

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Hello my dear fans! Lol Okay so it has definitely been a while since I have updated this story. It took me a while to get back into it so this is the newest addition and I hope it somewhat delivers. More is on the way so do not worry! I thank all of you for reading and keeping in touch. Your reviews mean a lot so please post