They both woke up by the sound of a ringing phone. It was coming from Baron's pants that was left on the floor next to the bed. She let out a low growl as her lips were down in the pillow from her lying on her stomach. He rolled on top of her, squishing her further down on the bed, as he reached for his pants on the floor.
"Baron!" She let out in a high pitch tone.
"Shut up, kitten," he chuckled while he struggled to get his phone out of the pocket.
"I can't breathe," she tried.
"Sure you can. But I'm warning you, I'm gonna have sex with your corpse while it's still warm," he joked.
"Eeew!" She let out.
He finally got his phone free and rolled down from her before answering it.
"Hello?" He asked.
"Damn, you sound tired," Corey's voice sounded.
"Had a long day," Baron said and winked at her when she turned her head to look at him.
"How did it go with that kitten of yours?" Corey asked.
"Still going," Baron answered.
He reached under her neck with his free hand, making her move her head up on his chest, while he got his arm around her and gently let his fingers run on her shoulder. He liked the feeling of having her there and he sure could get used to it. If he had his way, he would get used to it.
"It's Corey. Say hello," he said and put the phone on speaker.
"Uh, go away. We just fell asleep for half an hour or so. What time is it anyway?" She asked.
"8," Corey answered.
"Only 8 pm? Huh? I thought it would be later than that," she said.
"8 am, sweety," Corey said.
"Fuck!"
At first it was just a thought but it quickly turned into a loud yell as the word left her lips.
"Fuck!" She jumped out of bed.
"Fuck!" Baron repeated as he realized what it meant.
"What's going on?" Corey asked.
"I'll call you back," Baron quickly said and hung up.
"Erin..." He said as he got up and tried to reach for her.
"Not now," she hissed and pushed him away.
She was fast to get her bra and dress on, looking around, searching for something.
"Where the fuck are my panties?" She asked.
"Kitchen. Look, Erin..." He said but she took off out of the room before he could finish that sentence.
He quickly followed her to the kitchen where she found her panties on the floor where he had left them last night. The floor was a mess with two cups and spilled coffee on it but none of them could worry about that.
"Shit, shit, shit," she said in a chanting like manner as she got her panties on.
"Erin, listen..." He tried again.
"I said, not now. I need to get home," she said as she pushed past him.
He grabbed her wrist and dragged her back towards him. He pushed her up against the counter, trapping her between it and his body, while moving his hands up to grab her face so he could look her in the eyes.
"Don't go home," he said, his tone both begging and angry at the same time.
"I have to. You have no idea what he'll do to me if I don't get home soon," she said.
"That's exactly my point! Don't fucking put yourself through this!" He raised his voice in anger.
"You gotta let me leave," she whispered in a pleading tone.
He didn't want to. He never wanted to. He wanted to lock her in a room in his house and keep her there till she got to her senses but he knew he couldn't. Instead he crashed his lips on hers, kissing her hard, ending it with a bite to her lower lip, before finally pulling his head back out.
"Kitten..." He whispered.
He wanted to say much more but he couldn't find the words. He was angry and he was hurting but most of all he was scared for her.
"Don't go... please," he finally got out as he leaned his forehead against hers.
"I have to," she said quietly and moved away from him.
He gently grabbed her arm while she kept moving away from him. His hand slid down her arm, feeling nothing but pain inside as she slowly slid out of his grip. First her arm, then her hand, then her fingers, and then nothing. He watched her walk out of the kitchen but he couldn't follow. He wanted to but he was frozen in place. His mind completely blocked him from moving as dark thoughts took over when he imagined what might happen to her soon.
He heard her footsteps disappear through the house, the front door open and close and then nothing but silence. Tormenting silence.
"Fuck!" He shouted loudly.