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Day at the Museum

Sneak Peek

“What a drive!” Ari groaned as his girlfriend used their key card to open up the hotel room. The tawny skinned strongman and his Jersey boy good looks were currently weighed down by a series of suit cases and duffle bags.

“Yeah, the drive from Bostin to Chicago is quite the trip,” Jamie nodded as she slowly opened the door, but paused before fully opening it. “You sure you don’t need my help carrying in all those bags?” Jamie gave her man a sly smirk, her dark brown eyes glittering with mischief.

“Oh my god woman, open the door,” Ari’s thick Bostin accent made it sound more harsh than playful, but Jamie knew her man.

“What did you just call me?” Jamie closed the door, the automatic lock clicking back into place. She then spun around, crossing her arms and leaning against the door. Jamie had a pout to her lips, though it was askew from the smirk she was trying to hide. Her raven, wavy hair was tied up into a messy ponytail that was pulled through a Yankees ball cap. Her tank top clung to her frame, her arms were strong, but not overly muscular as they crossed her chest, her modest bodice pushed up from her stance. Her leggings hugged her curves, her thick cheeks pressed against the door, a peak at her ankle showed the evenness of her sun kissed skin.

“Oh my fu—” Ari stopped himself before taking in a deep breath and letting it putter out of his lips. “My darling little Semitic princess—”

“We actually have a governing body of—”

“Darling!” Ari stopped her, a single bead of sweat trickling down Ari’s throbbing brow. “Sweetie, sugar pie, dumpling, doll face, please. Just open the damn—” Ari cut himself off with a grunt before starting that last word over. “Dang door, please, before these bags cut the circulation form my shoulders and rip my freaking fingers off, please, thank you very much, thanks.”

Jamie stood there, looking her man up and down as she slowly blew a bubble with her gum. The cerulean bulb went from opaque to translucent before giving a sweet little pop.

“Good boy,” Jamie smiled as she folded her gum back into her mouth, the blue film slipping seamlessly over her chapstick and back into between her diamond white teeth as she spun around. She slipped the key card into the door once more before opening it up for her man. “Now was that so hard.”

“Yeah, easy as pie,” Ari chuckled pushing into the room and tossing the bags onto one of the queen sized beds. As soon as he finished he flopped onto the other bed and sighed. “Shit, I know we’re here for a fucking week, but seriously. Do we ever travail light?”

“Oh come on Ari,” Jamie spoke through her pouty lips. “Don’t you like showing off that you’re my big strongman?”

“Yeah, babe, I do, but I also want to get to our vacation,” Ari sighed, huffing a little bit as he let the fresh sheets cool him off.

“So you don’t want to break in the hotel room?” Jamie came over and straddled her man. She wasn’t short, but compared to a man that was a few healthy inches above six feet, she looked like a little cute shorty. Jamie pressed her hips down, her leggings pressed firmly against the little gut her man had. She then took her cap off and whipped her hair out of her ponytail, her soft wavy locks wafting around her head before settling down.

“Come on now, I never said that,” Ari gave a gentle huff and ran his hands up and down her thighs. His thick calloused fingers scratching against the nylon.

“Uh huh?” Jamie bit her bottom lip, her hips gently gyrating and moving her ass back slowly until she felt Ari’s bulge. Ari’s hands were rolling up those thighs to grip that ass when Jamie’s hands stopped him. She grabbed his wrists and rolled forward, her chest coming to rest on Ari’s as her lips came to press against his.

Ari let Jamie guide his hands above his head, his band shirt he had riding up to expose his belly and happy trail that slipped down into the nape of his boxers. It’s not that Jamie was stronger than Ari, but he showed his strength to her in many other ways. So he let her control his hands and “pin” them above his head as their lips parted and their tongues found each other. Their tongues lulled around one another and Jamie smacked off of Ari’s large bottom lip as they made out. Deep, lulling kisses that tickled the air with gentle pops and smacks.

Ari started to grind upward, his bulge in his jeans getting more prominent as he pushed up against his girl’s gyrating hips. It was slow and it was deep, the leftover smell of sweat from the car and fast food having been muted by the conditioned air and fresh linens of their hotel room. And what is a better aphrodisiac than being so far away from your home that nothing could touch you.

All their problems were left in New York, and they weren’t going to need to worry about anything from there for at least a week. So now, they could focus on each other.

Despite Jamie being on top, Ari was dominating the kiss, his tongue lulling into her mouth and dancing lazily around with hers. He could feel Jamie’s hips working over shaft, teasing him and playing with his denim entombed dick.

“You know, if you keep teasing me like this, I’m going to have to teach you a hard lesion,” Ari smirked, twitching his dick.

“You promise?” Jamie smiled and continued moving her hips, her hair falling down around the sides of her face and tickling Ari’s face. The smell of her shampoo perfuming the air with floral and citrus. Her smile was pressed against his parted lips. He could feel the humor and excitement in her like a coil ready to snap.

Only she kept winding.

She kept teasing and working Ari up, over and over. She whittled Ari’s good nature away one teasing touch at a time. First denying his hands the sensation of her body, then his lips of her kiss as she smiled at him, and then tantalized him with her silky hair. Each word carefully picked to show Ari that he wasn’t going to gentleman his way into her panties. Jamie was very clear and direct when they started having sex. She loved how Ari was out of the bedroom, but she needed someone to tell he what to do in the bedroom, to put her in her place, because if he didn’t stop her by force, she was going to tell him exactly what to do.

And she didn’t want to be a woman who needed to direct her man.

No, Jamie wanted a man who could take charge, but also step aside when she needed him to. Ari was a big guy who naturally held respect from people simply because of his size and his personal bests at the gym. He never felt the need to prove himself worthy of attention or respect because he always felt it was just natural to him, but he had so much more respect for his little shorty, Jamie. She was a woman who commanded respect from a room through sheer will and confidence. That being said, if she had to guide her man like a puppy dog in the bedroom, she would soon rather fuck sandpaper.

Ari went to move his hands, only getting a fraction off the bed before Jamie pushed her weight down on them to pin them again for another kiss. Jamie’s lips parted, her tongue flicking against Ari’s to beacon him onward as she continued to tease and play with his bulge.

Ari gave a surprised grunt when she pinned him, trying to tantalize him onward, but Ari wasn’t going to take that from the woman who just made him carry all their luggage up from downstairs. In reality she never asked him to. He just wanted to show off how big, strong, and helpful he could be. The fantasy still stood though as his pecs flexed, his abs crunching and bowing his belly fat as he slowly and decisively brought his hands up.

Jamie tried to push them back down, but Ari was ready. He twisted his hands around, broke free of her grip and snagged her wrists, turning the tables. In one swift motion, he rolled over, his powerful body shifting Jamie to land on her back as he put he pinned her hands above her head with one of his massive mitts.

“Woman, you’re driving me wild,” Ari let his Bostin accent curl his smirk as he leaned forward and kissed on Jamie’s neck, gently suckling on an exposed tendon and giving it a little nip. The salty tang from the sun beating down on her in the car mingled with her body lotion to fill his senses with her delicate musk and vanilla.

“Ari, don’t leave any marks,” Jamie squirmed a bit as Ari kept her in place.

“Don’t worry baby girl,” Ari murred, running his tongue along her neck and whispering into her ear. “I ain’t going to do nothin’ you don’t want me to. I know how my girl likes it.”

Jamie shuddered, Ari giving her ear a little nip. Ari wasn’t nearly this dominant in the bedroom before he met Jamie, but Ari was a giver at heart. He would get off to his partner getting off ten times over than just slamming away and hoping she cums by the end of it. So, when his little lady said she liked being dominated by men that were stronger than her, he took it to heart. They had a safe word, but so far, Jamie had never needed to say it. It was more of a comfort for Ari so he could keep pushing the boundaries of their sex without worry that he would go too far. In the end, he couldn’t take all the power away from Jamie. He needed her to have a ripcord in order to really “put her in her place” so to speak.

“Ari, careful…” Jamie gave a little wine as Ari continued to kiss and suckle gently on her neck, but his free hand was slipping down her soft, toned stomach until he reached the elastic of her leggings.

“Oh come on, baby girl,” Ari smirked, his thick lips brushing against the light red spots where he had kissed. He knew the exact amount of pressure and play he could do before leaving marks on his woman. “You know that I know how to make you go wild.”

Just then, Ari’s fingers slipped into his woman’s panties, his fingers finding her petals already slick.

“See,” Ari smiled. “I know what I’m doin’.” Ari pulled his fingers out, a strand of Jamie’s slick hanging between his stretched fingers to make a sloppy triangle. “Now why don’t you be a good girl and let me work my magic.”

Ari slipped his fingers back down beneath his woman’s leggings. Jamie gave a gasp as she pushed her hips up against those fingers only for Ari to stop, his hand coming down gently, yet firmly, to keep her ass on the mattress.

“Nah uh, Kitten,” Ari had a cocky smirk in his voice. “You lay back and let Big Daddy take care of ya.”

“But I—”

“Shhhh,” Ari breathed into her ear. “Be a good girl for me, Kitten, and I’ll make sure you get exactly what you deserve.”

Ari then slipped his fingers over her clit, Jamie giving a light gasp as he slipped down to dip his fingers in her slick and bring it up to gently roll it around that little love button. Jamie’s legs shook, her toes curling in her shoes as he started with tight little circles, his fingers slipping down over those petals occasionally before sliding back up and working over that little clit.

How quickly the tables turn when you poke the sleeping dom bear that is Ari. The slick Jersey boy kept rolling his fingers in tight circles over that clit, playing with his Kitten, petting her pussy just the right way to make her go crazy.

“A-Ari,” Jamie gasped, her thighs quivering, her legs spreading further appart as he continued to play with her sensitive petals and clit.

“Shhhh,” Ari let his words curl hotly around her ear. “Let big daddy take care of you, Kitten.”

“Oh fuck…” Jamie breathed, her hips gently pushing up against Ari’s masterful ministrations. Then he slipped his fingers down, his palm brushing against that clit as he slipped a finger into her primed hole. His middle finger sank in before he started giving tentle brushes, wafting “come hithers” that played with her spot while he used the butt of his palm to play with that clit.

“Ari, please,” Jamie breathed out, her breath hot and heavy. “Please, I…I…”

“Yes?” Ari let his breath roll over her ear as he gave it a little kiss. Her ear was glowing red right along with her cheeks as he continued to press all her buttons.

“I…mmm…I…” Jamie wasn’t sure if she wanted to give into Ari yet. She loved playing the helpless victim to the powerful dominant man, but at a point, she wouldn’t be able to take his teasing anymore. Languid and methodical movements were happening between Jamie’s sopping legs and she wasn’t going to be able to fight what her body was begging for much longer.

“Yeah? You wanna be a good kitten for Big Daddy?” Ari urged her on as he stoked her passion expertly, the leggings getting dark with the amount of slick he was working with.

“I…”

“I guess I’ll just keep doing this until I get a clear answer,” Ari smiled into Jamie’s neck as he placed sweet kisses there. “But I think you know where this is heading.”

Ari pressed down with his hips, his cock grinding up against Jamie’s leggings. His denim scratched against her spandex and she felt the contours of that bulge like a burning rod rolling down her thigh.

“Oh god, I want you inside me,” Jamie gasped, her thighs quivering as he tenderly played with her sweet spot.

“Oh? Is my good little Kitten ready for Big Daddy to put her in her place?” Ari smiled.

“Yes, please, please baby, please,” Jamie gasped.

“That’s my girl,” Ari rumbled his approval, placing another kiss on her ear before snapping into action. Ari gripped pulled his hand from his woman’s pussy and then gripped her side before forcing her onto her stomach and straddling her so his bulge was pressed right up against her thick cheeks. He put one hand on the center of her back, the straps of her bra protesting against the pin, but he wasn’t there to play with his woman’s tits. Ari gripped the hem of her leggings and yanked them and her panties down to reveal her thick, jiggling cheeks. They rippled for a moment before snapping back into their toned shape, the movement mesmerizing to Ari. He watched as the force of yanking down those leggings caused that ripple, having it roll up, then back down, following the triangle tan line from her two piece.

“Fuck, Kitten,” Ari groaned as he undid his belt and snapped it off his jeans like a whip before snagging his woman’s arms and lashing them to the small of her back with the belt. “You got the sweetest ass.”

Jamie pushed back, trying to rock her hips to entice Ari, but was pinned as he kept her hands tied with that belt. But he wasn’t going to keep her waiting long. With a tantalizing zip, Ari undid his pants. It was slow going because he only had one hand that was slippery with his woman’s slick, but he knew better than to give Jamie the option to move. Even in her submissive state, she wouldn’t let him off easy.

Finally Ari managed to fish out his dick, the thick eight inch hog hard as a rock and dripping pre. He smiled and pushed it down so it slipped between her soaked thighs, that shaft getting slick with her need as he gently pushed down and back, his cock head bumping against her clit while teasing her petals. She gave a soft moan, her voice hoarse from panting, her gum stuck to the side of her cheek.

“I can’t get away to grab the condoms so you’re just going to have to deal with a good ol’ thigh fuck, Kitten,” Ari smiled as he moved his hips faster, a light, rhythmic plapping was kicked up as Ari played back and forth, his cock running between those petals and working over that clit over and over, slipping and slinking back and forth.

“Oh god, yes,” Jamie gasped, her pussy alight as that pole worked over her snatch, the veins on that thick member providing gentle adulations to the thrusts as Ari had his way with her. She pushed her thighs together harder, her cheeks jiggling and her legs sopping with the mix of their accumulative need building and building.

“Oh shit baby,” Ari maoned. “Oh fuck, I’m so close already. You know how you drive me crazy. You know how fucking hard you make me. Oh fuck, and I know how hot that makes you. Just feel that,” Ari pressed forward, the wet crackling of his dick against that pussy was like some perverse firework. “Do you feel how fucking wet you are? Holy shit babe. Look what you fucking do to me! Holy shit.”

Jamie was pushing back as best she could, that cock a warm rod that worked her over, faster and harder as she kept her thighs together to force that shaft to rub against her drooling pussy lips. She was almost there too, that cock bouncing and grinding against her clit was driving her to the edge quickly.

“OH fuck, I’m gunna cum baby, I’m going to fucking cum,” Ari gasped, sweat rolling down his brow as he gripped her wrists with both hands, holding onto the leather belt around them like some sort of handlebars. “Oh ffffffFFFFUUUUCK!”

Ari slammed his hips down, his cock head twitching and shooting a thick, healthy jet of cum into the sheets. Some of that twitching head throbbed against Jamie’s clit.

“ARI! AAAH!” Jamie gave a shuddering shout as her thighs shook, her pussy popping as their juices soaked the mattress below them. Ari let go of his grip on her arms and collapsed on top of her, cradling her head so that he could turn it and make out with her. Their lips smacked, their thighs tenced through their orgasm until they came down from the high of it all.

“So,” Jamie gasped as they broke their kiss. “I guess this is the sex bed then.”

“So it is,” Ari chuckled. “You crazy broad.”

“What did you just call me?” Jamie tried to feign offence, but Ari wasn’t buying it.

“You heard me,” Ari smiled and kissed her deeply. “You’re my crazy, wild, sexy bitch of a woman.”

“And don’t you forget it,” Jamie chuckled, pushing her hips back and gripping Ari’s softening cock with her thighs. Ari gave a little gasp, his cock sensitive and still surrounded with slick, soft flesh.

“Oh fuck, don’t be doing that now, babe,” Ari chuckled and undid the belt around her arms. He pulled it off of her and pulled his cock from between her thighs. His half hard member flicking up a strand of cum to smack her ass. “Now, did you want to settle in for the night or did you want to go check out what all the hype is about this deep dish shit.”

“You know damn well we’re going out to eat,” Jamie said, getting up, the mess between her legs rolling down her thighs as she padded to the bathroom. “But want to join me for a shower?”

“Honey, the day I turn that offer down you can take me out back and shoot me, cuz I’m either brain dead, or it ain’t me.” Ari smirked, padding in after her.

“Duly noted,” Jamie smiled, turning on the water. “Now that we christened the room, let’s get this vacation started!”

“Hells yeah!” Ari punched his fist in the air as they got into the shower to clean off.

***

Chicago had so many dumb, fun, touristy things they wanted to do. They started by going to the sky deck and taking their pictures while laying down in the glass boxes. They pretended they were falling and had a few people take their pictures. They started to work their way through the magnificent mile, even dipping into a piano shop that was run by a salesman in a green suit. He looked like he should be selling used cars in some crooked chop-shop front, but he let Jamie play on the twelve footer.

“So, how was it playing on something with that kind of power?” Ari started as the left the piano shop. “I mean, I could hear the difference from your electric keyboard for sure, but how was it for you.”

“It was alright,” Jamie downplayed it. “Your eight incher is more than enough power for me.”

“Oh god,” Ari blushed and put his hand on his face, the plastic bags with their souvenirs rustling around his arms. “Do you think we could swing by the hotel room for a bit? I think we should drop off our stuff.”

“No way,” Jamie spun on her heels, her toes scraping against the concrete. “You think we’re going to go back now? We’re almost at the science museum!” Jamie jabbed her thumb over her shoulder. Ari lifted his head and looked over his little lady and cocked his brow.

“Isn’t that, like the capital building or something?”

“It used to be the capital building,” Jamie smirked and crossed her arms. “They built a new one and then decided to convert the building into a science museum. It’s fucking huge, and they got a whole section on ancient Egypt that I’m dying to get a look at.”

“Ancient Egypt?” Ari cocked a brow. “You’d think you, of all people, would be against an Egyptian exhibit full of tomb raided art and valuables.”

“I can simultaneously disagree with something and also enjoy the cultural enrichment,” Jamie shrugged. “Besides, you’re all for the science museum stuff, and I’m for the exhibits and air conditioning.”

“Okay, yeah, I do love a good science museum, but can’t we stop by the hotel room first? We got so much stuff.”

“And you promised me you’d carry it all as my big strong man,” Jamie spoke through pouty lips and leaned into her man’s chest. “You going to take that back? You going to really lie to your loving, caring, amazing girlfriend like that?”

“Babe, you know I’d never lie to you, but are you seriously going to say you’re loving and caring when you’re treating me like a mule?”

“So you disagree then?” Jamie popped a hip and crossed her arms. “You think I’m some big cruel monster.”

“There ya go, hearing shit I didn’t say,” Ari rolled his eyes. “Ya know what. I’m not going to argue. This is our vacation. Let’s just go.”

“Damn straight,” Jamie spun on her heels. “Besides, they have lockers you can rent to keep your stuff.”

“Wait, really?” Ari groaned. “Way to bury the lead babe. Why didn’t you start with that?”

“I just love winning an argument,” Jamie smiled and smacked the traffic button at the cross walk. “You didn’t think I’d have you lug a bunch of our crap around a museum, did you? Nah, you got enough junk in the front that you’ll be carrying around.”

“My god, you’re crazy, you know that,” Ari chuckled as he came up to her.

“Oh I know,” Jamie wrapped her arm around his. “Just remember. You picked me!”

“And I’d do it every day too, you crazy broad,” Ari squeezed his woman’s arm with his.

“What did you just call me?” Jamie cocked a brow.

“You know you love it,” Ari leaned down and placed a kiss on the crown of her head, her baseball cap keeping the sun off her head.

“Okay, maybe I like it a little,” Jamie smirked and guided her man across the street as the light changed.

The sun beat down on the couple as they went up to the massive building. Just like Jamie said, they had lockers at the front to rent out and put their things as they entered the science building. They walked by the giant pendulum just as it knocked over a notch on the ring showing that the world rotates beneath it rather than the Pendulum is changing direction. They went to the space and atmosphere sections showing the shifting of sands on other planets and the multi-story tornado machine. They had an entire room dedicated to a submarine. It was so large they had to build the extra room around it!

Ari was like a kid in a candy store running from exhibit to exhibit with his woman as they explored the massive building. The stairwells had little mechanisms made from toys that were submitted by local schools and displayed on the walls. Their little knobs and mechanical pieces sticking out of the plastic walls so you could touch and run the machines without breaking them. The two stopped on the upper floors for food, the circus exhibits called Jamie as she laughed at the flee circus they had in the corner along with microscopes to look at slides of flees and other tinny insects.

The couple perused and took their time going through the building, thanking for the cool air on such a hot day. Then Jamie got excited as she saw the artwork that was on the walls showing Egyptian runes and artefacts.

“Ari look! It must be over here,” she exclaimed. She picked up the pace and practically skidded on her sneakers to take the turn, but she stopped dead in her tracks. “Oh fuck me!”

“What? What happened?” Ari rounded the corner and came to his woman only to see what caused her to stop short. The exhibit’s front was covered in scaffolding and a sign was placed out front that read ‘Coming Soon.’

“Damn babe, I’m sorry,” Ari put his hand on her shoulder. “I know you were excited to see it.”

“It looks like it’s pretty much done, what gives,” Jamie looked at the sign that explained there was paint drying. “Done it because they needed to touch up the exhibit, huh? Well, that won’t stop me.”

“What do you mean it won’t stop you?” Ari cocked a brow, but he didn’t need to wait long as Jamie stepped past the sign and made her way to the entrance of the exhibit. “What the hell! Babe stop.”

“No,” Jamie ducked under the construction tape and kept going forward, looking around to be sure no one was watching. “This was the whole reason I wanted to come here. I’m not going to get iced out by a little wet paint.”

“Oh my god, get back here woman,” Ari used hushed whispers. “You’re going to get us kicked out.”

“So, we’ve seen the rest of the museum,” Jamie shrugged as she got up to the tarp that was hanging over the exhibit entrance. “If this is the last thing I see here, I’ll be good.”

“Jamie!” Ari yelled as softly as he could. “Oh my god, you’re going to get us arrested.”

“Well, then you better come stop me,” Jamie rationalized as she dipped beneath the tarp and slipped inside the exhibit.

“I swear, woman, you’re going to be the death of me one day,” Ari groaned as he ran his hands down his face, pulling at the bottoms of his lids. “I’m not going to do it…I’m not going to do it.”

Ari crossed his arms, refusing to get pulled in by his girl’s flights of fancy this time, only for his spine to tingle when he heard a little shout from the exhibit.

“Jamie?” Ari rose his voice, but there was no answer. “Oh shit, Jamie!”

Ari ducked beneath the tape and slapped the tarp out of his way as he dove in after his woman. The exhibit did look relatively finished. There was just painter’s tape set up around some of the exhibits, a few empty display cases with humidity controlled environments and empty wire racks where artifacts would be displayed shortly.

“Jamie?” Ari asked, his voice a little softer. “Where are you? You okay baby?”

“I’m over here,” Jamie answered. Ari walked over the tarps on the floor and spun around a corner to see his woman holding herself up on a pillar. She had clearly slipped on a tarp and she was how gripping onto some scaffolding. She was almost at a forty-five degree angle and doing a plank over an exhibit. Beneath her were a few jars and effigies with some displays, above her was a clearly fake sarcophagus with fresh paint on it.

“A little help baby?” Jamie asked. “I could fall any moment, this scaffolding isn’t going to hold forever.”

“God damn it woman,” Ari huffed as he came over, squatted down, and gripped her by the hips before pulling her up. He gently set her down on her feet and he inspected her. “You okay? You hurt yourself?”

“No, I’m fine, I just slipped on the tarp—”

“Why the hell would you do that!” Ari hissed. “I mean, not slip, but come in here?”

“What,” Jamie crossed her arms, not like anyone got hurt,” Jamie protested, but then a sudden groaning cracked the silence.

The two spun around to see that someone had placed a loose board on the edge of the scaffolding. It was slowly sliding down, the empty five-gallon bucket rested on it spinning and then flying off as the board fell. The board landed with a loud smack on the cement, but the bucket bounced off the display and flew off to the other side of the exhibit where it crashed into a display. It smacked a wire rack full of effigies, the little clay jars and godly figures rattling until a couple of them came loose.

And cracked onto the floor by the exhibit.

“Oh fuck,” Jamie put her hands over her mouth.

“Babe,” Ari had his hands up as he slowly started to side step out of the exhibit. “We were never here.”

“I…yeah…that…that board could have fallen all on it’s own, right?” Jamie reasoned. “Nothing could have been done.”

“Yeah,” Ari motioned for his girl to move with him towards the exit where it spilled into a different exhibit about light and refraction. “Could have been a mouse for all they know.”

“Yeah,” Jamie turned to look at her man, but paused. As a looming shadow shifted behind him. At first she thought it was maybe part of the exhibit, like they set up some kind of projector to show a looming figure as you left into the light exhibit, like maybe going to the afterlife. But it moved so fluidly, it was so realistic that she didn’t understand exactly what was happening until the dark image’s eyes flashed red. She couldn’t see exactly what was happening because the shadows didn’t give the image great detail, but she felt what it was doing. It rose its hand and pointed at her directly, a snarl forming on the figure’s muzzle, his tall, pointy, ears proudly trained on her.

“You,” It mouthed. Jamie didn’t know how to describe it. She didn’t know how she could see its lips move without seeing its lips move. It was like she felt that shadow speaking directly into her heart.

“What the hell is that,” Jamie’s eyes went wide.

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