Always: Broken Series Book Four by Annie Jocoby Page A

his shoulders as I rode him hard. I felt my insides swell up and grip his cock firmly. Finally, with a groan, I was completely and utterly satisfied, and I felt Nick’s hot cum spread inside of me.
    I withdrew, and laid back down on the bed next to him. I interlaced my fingers with his own as I stared into his beautiful blue eyes. “I’m scared, Nick, but you’re absolutely right. Life has to go on.”
    “What changed your mind?”
    “Addison did. She changed my mind. I went to see her last night when I couldn’t sleep. She was wide awake. I guess she couldn’t sleep, either. But as I spoke with her, I realized that she looked up to me. If I fell apart, then she’d lose faith in me. I can’t have that.”
    “I’m glad that you changed your mind. I think that it’s so important that you get back to work and really throw yourself into it. That will take your brain off of what’s going on with Addison, with any luck.”
    We both got dressed for work and headed downstairs. Addison was already there, of course, having finished her cereal. Chloe was standing right next to her, and it looked like they both had the same thing for breakfast – cereal and milk, with a glass of orange juice. “Mom,” Chloe said, seeing me. “You’re going to work?”
    “I am, pumpkin,” I said. “Now you two better get a move on, or you’re both going to miss the bus.” Chloe went to a different school than Addy, of course, as Chloe was still in middle school and Addy was in the 10 th grade in the high school. Nonetheless, their buses usually came about the same time, as both of their schools started at the same time.
    They both picked up their backpacks. “I have swimming practice after school,” Chloe said. “But Phillipa’s mom will be bringing me home, so you don’t have to worry.”
    “You’ll be home for dinner, though, right?”
    “Sure.”
    At that, they both left.
    I picked up my keys off the hook and Nick and I headed onto work. We generally took separate cars, as Nick often worked longer hours than I did. That’s how I wanted it, too, because I used that commute time for “me” time – I listened to my talk shows on satellite radio, and I often used that time to daydream just a little. My life was always so scheduled that the 45 minutes or more that I spent in the car was like a little interlude.
    And I knew that today, of all days, was a day that I was going to need that time to myself. I did my best thinking in the car, and I really needed to do just that.

Twelve
Addison
    I was back in the doctor’s office, waiting to get more tests done. In a way, it was a good thing that I was getting all these things done. I needed answers, even if they were bad. But, at the same time, I wanted to be anywhere but right there in that office.
    Chloe was sitting next to me. She had told mom and dad that she wanted to be included, so they let her, of course. I didn’t know why she wanted to be there. She certainly seemed to be bored, as bored as the rest of us were. We were all waiting to get into the lab so that I could get my PET scan and whatever else the doctors were going to do to me, and we had been in that waiting area for an hour. There was a television program on, of course, and it looked like a good one – it was an episode of Chopped, which was my favorite show. I dreamed of someday being on that show, and winning it. I dreamed of someday having my own restaurant, or at least be the head chef of a Michelin starred restaurant. Cooking was my passion, and it had been since I was around the age of 10, and mom started to let me help her cook.
    To think that there was a possibility that I would never get any of that made me want to vomit. I had to put that out of my mind, even though that day was crucial. If the cancer had spread, then it would be game over. I knew that the most likely place for the cancer to go would be to my lungs, so every cough, every shortness of breath, scared the living shit out of me. I