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and waiting for my release until it hits me at once. It's forces a strained sob from deep in my chest before knocking the breath from my lungs.
    I feel him lose it just seconds behind me, almost instantaneously, plunging into me twice more, maybe three times, and shooting thick and hot inside of me until he has nothing left. His weight falls forward against me, trapping me against the wall, breathing so hard, both of us breathing hard. Jesus, you'd think we were having simultaneous heart attacks.
    "Don't...ever..." he trails, unable to catch his breath enough to make a complete thought. But I just answer back immediately, already knowing what he wants to say.
    "I won't, Lex...I won't."

Chapter Eight
     
    "Hey!....Hey, get up!"
    He's shaking me harshly, pulling me from a deep sleep, and I'm not happy about it. My eyes open slowly and he's standing next to the bed, leaning over me, fully dressed.
    "Get up!"
    "What the fuck is your problem?" I groan and roll over, dragging the covers over me, but he snatches them back, exposing my naked form.
    "You need to go. I have business to handle and I'm not leaving you here alone while I'm gone. Get up!" He trudges into the living room and I hear him rooting around through his things.
    "Why can't I just go with you?" I groan and roll around in his bed a bit. I love his bed.
    "Because I said so. Get the fuck up and go home. I have business to handle," he shouts from the living room, and I roll my eyes.
    "I don't wanna go home." I sit up, slowly rubbing my eyes, and he stomps back into the bedroom, pulling the hood of his sweatshirt over his shaggy hair.
    "Are you serious right now? I have to meet Tony in thirty minutes, and if I'm late, I'm gonna be dead, and on my headstone I'm gonna get them to put 'Leala wouldn't get out of my bed.' Now get the fuck up!"
    "I wanna go with you." I narrow my eyes at him and he scoffs, shaking his head.
    "Fuck no, you're not going with me to see Tony."
    "Why?"
    "Because I could fucking die today, and I don't want you to witness that," he says it very matter-of-factly, and then I realize he's being serious.
    "Seriously?"
    He sighs, pushing his palm to his forehead, scratching at his hairline, his short nails running through his dark, unruly hair. "Bruce called me this morning and said Tony has been fronting dealers all over the area for powder, you know, trying to get deeper into the shit. Not like he doesn't have enough bank from that weed down in Mexico. Anyway, he went to collect and he got some bathtub shit from a guy out in Ojai, and the motherfucker told Tony that the shit came from me ."
    My chest tightens. This is what Thomas was warning me about...
    Tell that motherfucker to stay out of my coke deals.
    He continues despite the fact that I'm becoming lost in my thoughts, "How fucked up is that? How is my shit gonna run all the way to Ojai? And Tony knows everything I run is pure! So anyway, Tony has been running his mouth all over town about how I set him up cause I knew he was trying to get his hands on some blow. Well, I called that motherfucker and told him how shit was, and he got fucking worked up about it–"
    "So why are you going to see him if he's mad enough to kill you?" I cut him off, and he hesitates, biting at his bottom lip.
    "He said if I didn't find him , he would find me ."
    And in the drug business, that's a statement that you don't take lightly.
    I'm silent for a moment. This can't be happening. "Fuck that. I'm going."
    "You're not going."
    But I immediately spring up out of the bed and start pulling my clothes on.
    "You're not fucking going!"
    I pull my shoes on quickly and head out the front door before he can stop me, but he's right behind me, slamming the door on his way out of the house, and I keep walking to the passenger's side of his truck. I jerk on the handle, "Unlock the fucking door."
    "You better just keep your ass walking right down that street, and go home. I'll call you as soon as I get back, but I can't have you