"Wow," Amber lay on her back, sweaty and naked with Tig resting his head on her belly.

They had been at it for hours. They moved from the floor to the sofa to the table and back to the floor. He had introduced her to positions she was pretty sure he had made up on the spot. Best sex ever.

Tig remained silent. "Baby, you okay?"

"Yeah doll, fine. Just thinking about yesterday, it may be a new day but we will be dealing with all that shit and things could get heavy. It's not even just Luanne's death, I fucked up yesterday. Couldn't cover Clay when he needed it and saved a guy from the Chinese... made me look soft."

"Saving someone does not make you look soft, and Clay seemed fine with you last night. Surely today won't be as bad as yesterday," she ran her fingers through his hair.

"The guy you know now, it's not the Tig I use to be... not the Tig the guys know and expect me to be," he sighed heavily and got up without another word, heading for the shower.

Amber sat up frowning. She liked the Tig she had now, she didn't know what he had been like before but she didn't really want to find out.

She got up and made some blueberry pancakes and coffee.

The sound of Chuck Ragan's voice filled the house as Tig left the bathroom with a towel around his waist. His feet padded along the wooden floor; he was walking like a little kid in a sulky mood.

"Sometimes I think you have the soul of a much older person trapped inside that sexy young body of yours," he said observing her as she flipped pancakes.

"Yeah? How did you come to that conclusion?" she placed a plate full of food in front of him and took a seat on his lap.

"I don't know. I was just thinking about it, you fuck like a pro, you cook the most amazing food, have an awesome taste in music and you're just... I don't know. When I talk to you I feel like I'm taking to an old soul or something, you know?"

She didn't know, "is that a good thing or a bad thing?"

"Good. I think... I think it's why I love you."

She leaned back slightly to get a good look at his face before standing.

"I've been so lazy since I've been here, haven't been for a run or anything in god knows how long. I think I might chuck on shoes and get back in to it."

She ran around picking up clothes and putting on track shoes talking fast about how lazy she had been leaving Tig to just sit and stare in utter confusion.

Okay guys this is obvs mega short but i want to address something. A reader has bought it to my attention that my story, Wandering Goddess is being ripped off. I just had a look at the story (only chapter two, it was all i needed to see to prove it) and i swear there are lines right out of this story, some with a few words changed some completely out of mine. I've had a look at the persons profile and seen that this story is on their "Favourite Story" list. To say i'm pissed off would be an understatement. This person obviously reads my story and i'm guessing is reading this right now so i am telling you to remove your story or make drastic changes to it or i will publicly name and shame you. Not going to lie, i'm telling you this way so that others who read my story are on the look out, i could have done it privately but hey, i'm not that nice. I love writing these stories and though i may not know any of you I love my readers and thank all of you for your loyalty, and reviews. To blatantly steal some ones intellectual property is just wrong and disrespectful. I guess I'm being a bit childish but still.
That's my rant over with. Exam time is around the corner so that means i will be in mega procrastination mode so expect some (original) updates hard and fast.

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