"What are you doing?" She asked.
He moved his eyes from the mirror and towards her. She was leaning against the doorframe.
"Just admiring your artwork on my back," he answered with a smile.
She pushed herself off the doorframe and walked over to him.
"Let me see," she said.
He turned around. She traced the scratches with her fingers.
"Do they hurt?" She asked.
"It's a good pain," he answered.
He turned around again and wrapped his arms around her.
"It's a pain I've missed," he said before leaning down to kiss her.
He walked backwards, dragging her with him into the shower stall. She broke the kiss and gently pushed him up against the wall.
"I have to go home," she said.
"No you don't," he said as his arms squeezed tighter around her, refusing to let her go.
"I didn't bring any clean clothes. I wasn't planning on spending the night here," she said.
"So shower here first and then go home," he begged as he leaned down to kiss her neck.
"God damn you, Baron," she said as she felt her legs become weak.
He spun them around, trapping her between him and the wall. He kept attacking her neck as his hand went between her legs. She parted them, invited him in, and it didn't take long before she moaned in his ear. He kept touching her, playing with her, faster and faster, until she reached her breaking point and cried out her orgasm.
She had barely come down from her high before he spun her around so she faced the wall. He grabbed her hips and yanked her ass backwards. She bent towards the wall and put her hands on it. She curled her fingers, her nails scratching at the wall, as he entered her. He kept dragging her backwards towards him as he pushed hard into her over and over. The way this man could make her feel was unbelievable. She moaned, cried and screamed as he kept on thrusting into her, harder and harder, making her feel like no other man had ever been able to. Three loud smacks on her ass, making her feel pain mixing with pleasure, and she came a second time. He growled loud as he came too.
He pulled out of her and turned on the water. She turned around and leaned her back against the wall. He looked at her with desire before kissing her again.
He was watching her getting dressed. He bit his lip as he stopped himself from going over to her and get her out of the clothes again. He just wanted her to stay in his bed, naked, forever.
"So how long are you home for?" She asked, snatching him out of his dirty thoughts.
"Two months," he answered.
"And then what?" She asked.
"Then back to Florida," he answered.
She nodded, not saying a word more, but he could see she was thinking. He walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her.
"I need to go," she said as she tried to push herself out of his arms.
"Will you come back later today?" He asked.
"Do you want me to?" She asked.
"Very much," he answered.
"Okay, then I'll come back. Now, will you please let go so I can get out of here?" She asked and chuckled as she tried to make him let go.
He squeezed her tighter and kissed her before finally letting her go.
"Oh, bring some extra clothes and your toothbrush when you come back," he said casually as she opened the front door.
She stopped for a brief second but didn't turn around or say anything, and then she walked out of the door and closed it behind her.
"Was it a good talk, honey?" Lara asked as her daughter finally came home.
"Not now, mom. I really don't need your judgment right now," Violet said.
"I'm not judging you, honey. I know how much you've missed him. I just don't wanna see you get hurt again," Lara said.
"I won't, mom. I'm a different woman than I was six months ago," Violet said before heading to her room.
The weeks went by fast. Too fast for Baron's liking. They were together all the time. It had been so easy to go back to their old routine. She was more or less living with him in his apartment again. None of them spoke about what happened or what would happen soon. It was a tender subject but he knew they had to touch it very soon.
They were into week 6 when he finally decided to call his good friend Corey Graves for some advice.
"I just don't know what to do. I've missed her so much. My feelings towards her never died," Baron said.
"Do you wanna be with her?" Corey asked.
"Yes! More than anything in this world," Baron answered.
"So ask her to move to Florida with you," Corey said.
"I'm scared. I should have asked last time. Now I don't know if she'll still go," Baron said.
"Suck it up and ask her. If you leave her again, there won't be no more chances," Corey said.
He knew Corey was right. It was now or never. She had taken him back into her life, which he probably would never understand, but she wouldn't do it again. He knew it. So why was it so hard for him to ask her that simple question? He knew why. He was afraid she would say no.
He waited and more days passed. As they reached Friday in week 7, he was finally working up his courage. He had one week left and he had to have her with him once he went back.
They had just finished another hot round in bed and he was just about to ask her when she, to his surprise, got out of bed and started to get dressed.
"You're not staying?" He asked surprised.
"I can't. It's the yearly charity event tomorrow and as always my mom is in charge of baking all the cakes. I promised her we'd get up tomorrow at 6 AM and start baking together," she answered.
"Oh... I just wanted to talk to you about something," he said.
"Can it wait?" She asked.
"I guess," he answered.
She walked over to the bed, leaned down and gave him a quick kiss.
"Why don't you come by the event tomorrow? It starts at 3 PM," she said.
"I'll be there," he said.
She gave him a smile.
"Bye Baron," she said before leaving his apartment.
He found Lara next day and walked straight to her.
"Where's Violet?" He asked.
Lara gave him a shocked look.
"She didn't tell you?" She asked.
"Tell me what?" He asked back.
She grabbed his arm and dragged him inside an empty building, away from the event going on outside.
"She left early this morning," she said.
"Left? Where to?" He asked.
"England. To take a two months acting class she found online. I really thought she told you," she answered.
"What? She didn't tell me anything," he said, starting to feel his heart break as reality set in. "How long has she known she was leaving?"
"Well, ever since you came back. She came home that morning after you first got back together, found it online and signed up for it," she answered.
He felt his eyes getting watery.
"Im sorry, Baron, I really thought you knew," she said and squeezed his arm.
He went home in a daze. It wasn't until he reached his apartment, he finally started crying. She was gone. She had left him. She hadn't even run her plans by him, like his oppinion didn't matter at all. He sighed and dumped down on the couch. Deep inside he knew why. Her oppinion hadn't mattered to him when he left her. He had been selfish and only thought about what he thought was right.
He found his phone and texted her.
"Was this all about payback for you? If so, you succeeded. I'm hurting. I fucking love you and you couldn't even tell me goodbye."
He tossed the phone across the room. He knew she wouldn't reply. If this was about what he did to her, he knew she would act like he had done and ghost him.
"I fucking love you," he cried into his hands.