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I feel the ain before he settles back down besidelance at him

And my heart nearly stops

He’s got the little cigarette case I use as a wallet open in his hands, flipping through the contents as if he’s got every fucking right to be going through my shit

“What the fuck are you doing?”

I sit up so fastfor the small metal case

He holdshis other hand quickly to keep the cigarette case out of h me like a shot of adrenaline, and I practically crawl over his body, ignoring the fact that we’re both still naked as I dive for the case again

We wrestle over it, but he’s too big and his arot two of the hiet it back, and it doesn’t escape ainst my ass

I snap the case shut with one hand and pin it to my chest, then scra on the mattress in my haste to put some distance between us

My heart is pounding hard and fast, and if I needed a reuy, he just handed it to oddamn silver platter

This is ht to any of it

I scoot to the edge of the bed, and I’m about to slip off the mattress and flee when Marcus’s deep voice stops me

“Who is this?”

My head whips around He’s holding the faded picture of the two little kids, staring at it with furrowed brows

My stoain “Give that back You can’t have it!”

So in my harsh, desperate shriekkeep-away, he reaches out to steady ain Then he hands the picture back tome intently