It’s been two weeks since Jimmy rescued me from Javier’s place and I’m finally starting to look normal again. The bruises are fading, with the exception of some yellowing spots, they’re all gone. I’m finding my place with Jimmy, I can’t say it was easy being around another man so quickly but there was something about him that just sets me at ease.

I want to feel normal, at least start feeling normal. With a cup of steaming coffee in my hands, I sit at the table and wait for Jimmy to wander down the hall. My stomach is in knots, I’m not sure how he’s going to react to me asking about clothes.

“Hey, Ems, you alright?” his voice startles me, and a small shriek leaves my throat. “Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you,” he chuckles as he heads to the coffee pot, pouring himself a cup.

With his shoulder leaning against the wall outside the kitchen, he studies me over his cup.

I can’t stand the quiet, my heart pounding in my ears.

“I want clothes,” I blurt out, slapping a hand over my mouth and cowering in my seat.

Jimmy lifts an eyebrow as there is a knock on the door. “Ask, and you shall receive.”

He gives me a wink before heading toward the front door. I attempt to make myself presentable and give up, this is as good as they’re gonna get. Jimmy returns followed by three women I remember meeting before Justin left. Jimmy doesn’t look amused to have them here.

I wonder what the history is.

He must notice the look on my face as he enters because he immediately begins the introductions.

“Emma, I know you’ve met these three before, but I don’t know if you remember them. The blonde on the left is Katie, the hooker in the middle is Avery, and the one draped over her is Amber. Ignore both of them and anything they say. They’re both insane and will get you into nothing but trouble, I don’t know why they’re here anyway.”

I'm. So. Confused.

All three of them start to laugh and completely ignore Jimmy as if he isn't there.

“Ignore him, Emma, he’s just mad that he isn’t getting any right now. However, with you around, we may be able to help him out,” Avery says as she saunters toward Jimmy and places a kiss on his cheek.

“Avery, you’re the one woman I would make an exception to hitting,” he growls, but I can see the smile on his face.

These four must mean a lot to each other. Watching them interact brings a smile to my face. Maybe I can be that happy someday, have a place to belong?

“Is someone going to explain to me what’s going on?”

“Oh, I like this one. We’re going to keep you around for a long time. I’m taking this to the spare room,” Amber says, motioning to the duffle bag on her shoulder.

Katie starts to follow her friend toward the back of the apartment when Jimmy stops her.

“When did this happen?” he asks, pointing at the sparkling diamond on her left finger.

Katie smiles brightly. “It's been crazy since the guys left, you know how it is.”

“Bitch didn’t even tell us for almost a week after the guys left! You’re lower on the totem pole than us, old man!” One of the girls yells down the hallway as Katie makes her way toward them.

“Shut up, before I throw you out a window! By the way, no titty parade in my bar tonight, I don’t want to have to report to Charlie what’s going on. He doesn’t need to go to jail when he gets back.”

I can hear all of them laughing, as I head toward the kitchen. I’m guessing breakfast is over, and it’s time to play Dress Up Emma.

Jimmy follows behind me, having cleared off the rest of the table. I want to argue, but I don’t think it’ll make a difference. Standing next to me, he leans his hip against the counter and reaches for my face, I flinch involuntarily, looking up at him. He stops, but watches me intently, eyes locked on mine. He lowers the back of his fingers to my cheek and strokes my skin, careful not to touch the bruises. A shutter flutters through me. Without a word, he turns and heads downstairs to the bar.

I grab my phone as I head to the bedroom, I’ve had it off since I called Jimmy. Once it boots up, my notifications go crazy. Text messages, missed phone calls, voicemails, Facebook messages, you name it, I have one. Over a hundred in total and all from the same three numbers, Javier, and his cronies are looking for me.

I just stare at my phone. I don’t know what to do, I knew he would be looking for me, but I thought I would have more time.

Suddenly someone taps me on the shoulder, and I scream.

Oh my God! What the fuck is wrong with you?!

“Woah, you okay?” Katie says from behind me.

“Yes, you just startled me.” Embarrassment heating my cheeks. Katie wraps her arms around me and squeezes me in a tight hug.

“You’re okay, you’re safe,” she says into my hair. I hesitate before wrapping my arms around her and squeeze her back.

“Thanks,” I say into her shoulder before letting her go.

She takes me in for a moment. “No problem.”

“So, what happened to your face?” Avery says.

Amber lets out a laugh and Katie sighs. “Really, Avery?”

I can’t help but laugh too.

“You were wondering it too!” Avery retorts.

“Of course I was, but I have tact!” Katie says, crossing her arms over her chest.

“When has anyone accused me of having tact?”

“Anyway! What happened to your face?” Amber pipes up.

All three of them look at me. “I fell…” I mumble.

“And I’m the Queen of England.”

“Fine, my ex liked to throw me around. Happy now?” I can’t help but get angry at them and myself for the situation I find myself in.

“And that’s why you’re here? Jimmy helped you?” Katie questions.

I nod my head ‘yes’ as I take them in, all sitting on the bed that I’m currently calling mine.

“Listen to me, babe. You don’t have anything to be ashamed of. Whoever this asshole was, you deserve so much better,” Amber says.

I smile at the memory. “Jimmy shot him. Twice.”

“YEAH! That’s my boy!” Avery shouts.

Everyone laughs, so far, I’m liking these girls.

“So, what’s the story with you and Jimmy?” I ask Amber and Avery.

“Psht, just some shit went down, and a guy got thrown through a window,” Avery responds.

“We replaced the window and got him a security system, I don’t know why he’s still so bent about it,” Amber says, rolling her eyes.

“Okay, time for the fashion show!” Katie exclaims.

After what felt like hours, they’re finally done. They brought some really cute stuff, and I’m actually excited to wear them. But right now, I’m beat.

“Let's grab some ice cream and invade Jimmy’s bed. The only TV in the house is in his room,” Katie suggests.

I’m not sure about going into his room without permission, Amber goes to the kitchen while Avery and Katie head toward Jimmy’s room.

“You’re blocking traffic, homey,” Amber startles me.

“Sorry,” I say as I move aside to let her pass.

She watches me for a minute. “You coming?”

“Um…” is all I manage.

“He really won’t care, Emma. I promise.” This comes from Katie.

“I’m just going to run downstairs for a second,” I mumble as I make my way down to the bar.

It's a busy Friday night, I look around searching for Jimmy and notice him wiping down the bar. Muscles stretching under his soft cotton shirt as he moves. I head in his direction, trying to remain unnoticed.

“What's up, Little Bit?” he asks.

I raise my eyebrow at him, hoping for an explanation. “Little Bit?”

“That‘s what I said. Do you need something?” I roll my eyes at the nickname, and he chuckles.

“The girls want to watch tv, but it’s in your room.” I try to focus on his eyes, but the way his muscles flex is distracting.

“It’s not a problem. Just make sure they don’t stain my sheets with chocolate, again.”

I shake my head in response, but can’t help the pang of jealousy I feel at the thought of him sharing a bed with any of them.

“Oh, they spend time in your room often?”

“Emma, look at me,” he commands while reaching for my chin. “I’m not sleeping with any of them, I never have.”

“Oh.”

He gives me a breathtaking smile. “The twins tend to get Katie really drunk, so they end up crashing upstairs.”

“Okay.” My cheeks immediately pink with embarrassment, and I bite my lip.

“Make yourself comfortable, I don’t mind.” He gives me a wink before I turn and head back upstairs.

I head back upstairs and go straight into Jimmy’s room. “Daddy give you permission?” Amber asks with a wink.

“I don’t think her Daddy looks like that,” Avery responds.

“No, he doesn’t, Jimmy is much nicer to look at,” I say before I can stop myself.

“Alright ladies, what are we going to watch?” Katie says with a wink.

I’m sure Avery and Amber are desperate to dig further into what I just said, but thankfully Katie stopped them in their tracks. I give Katie a shy smile and flop down on the bed next to her. We channel surf for a while before settling on some made for television movie. After about thirty minutes, my entire body begins to throb and is becoming too much for me to handle. It must show on my face because I’m startled by Katie’s voice.

“Change of plans girls, get out.”

Avery and Amber start complaining, but Katie doesn’t change her mind.

“Look at her,” Katie points at me. “She’s about to fall asleep!”

Grumbling, they each give me a hug and leave, dropping the apartment into quiet.

I lay in Jimmy’s bed, sans jeans, flipping through his Netflix. His feed is proof that he lives alone, so I choose a weird chick flick to mess with his recommendations.

I turn on How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days. Settling back in the pillows I’m surrounded by Jimmy’s scent, just his smell turns me on.

I close my eyes, picturing his hand cupping my small breast, squeezing my nipple. My back arches into the phantom touch, begging for more.

I can feel his hand skim my body until it reaches my white panties. I swear I can feel his breath on the sensitive flesh that aches for him.

Slipping my panties down my legs, I use my own fingers pretending they’re Jimmy’s. My breathing hitches as my hips rotate, chasing the beautiful oblivion that I know is so close.

Biting my lip to keep quiet, I whimper as my body is overtaken with pleasure. My body trembling as I let out a sigh, having ridden out the orgasm.

Pulling my panties back up and hugging a pillow to my chest, I quickly fall asleep.

I spent all night trying to focus on anything but the slip of a girl in my apartment. As I stomp up the stairs, I remind myself I have no business daydreaming about Emma. I’m over twice her age, and she’s LT's baby sister, he would be pissed if I touched her. I’m not afraid of him, but I happen to like the guy.

Opening the apartment door, I expect to see Emma, but she’s nowhere to be seen. Walking toward my bedroom, I get the best view a man could ask for. Emma asleep in my bed, my pillow crushed to her chest. One long naked leg on top of the blanket, shirt rode up, so part of her breast is exposed.

My dick instantly notices her state of undress, what I wouldn't give to rip her panties from her body and bury my dick in her tight pussy.

I’m not sure if I should wake her up or let her sleep when all I want to do is climb onto the other side and bury my nose in her hair.

Making up my mind, I push my arms beneath her legs and cradle her head against my shoulder. As soon as I lift her, I am overcome with a mixture of her arousal and me. My dick instantly awakens, begging for release. Barely able to control myself, I clench my fist trying to remain in control.

Placing her gently back down on the bed, I squeeze my dick through my jeans. I groan at the pressure, unable to control the urge any longer. I need to get off, right now.

I head to the couch, stripping my shirt off as I sit. Unable to wait any longer, I rip open my jeans and pull my dick out, stroking it from root to tip. I can’t think past the mixture of our smells. I want my scent on her, for other men to know she’s mine.

I immediately picture Emma, taking me into her mouth as I thrust down her throat.

“Take it, Little Bit,” I growl.

I continue stroking, gathering pre-cum with each stroke. Gripping my dick harder, I imagine Emma on her knees, taking all of me into her mouth. Just the thought is enough to send me over the edge. Unable to hold off any longer, I cum hard onto my shirt, bunched on my stomach.

“Fuck, Emma.”

Movement in the hallway catches my attention. I whip my head around catching Emma’s ass as she hurries down the hallway.

I need to get her out of here before I do something stupid.