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the backlit wall. As I advanced, the shadow stepped back and revealed a second smaller shadow. Crap! Not wanting to interrupt, I pressed my back against the wall and considered how badly I had to pee. Shit, I had to seriously go.
    Maybe I can sneak around them?
    I pushed off the wall and moved a little closer. The sound of a woman crying stopped my forward progress and I quickly retreated back against the wall. Great, I’m about to interrupt a lover’s spat . Suddenly, the smaller shadow launched away from the larger one and started in my direction. As it neared where I was hiding, I held my breath and recognized one of the Dragonfly bimbo’s from earlier as she stormed past. She was crying hysterically. Once she was out of sight, I released my breath and slumped against the wall. Finally, I can pee . Once again, I pushed off the wall and made my way to the front doors. Before barging around the corner and possibly running into the larger shadow, I peered around the corner to make sure the coast was all clear. This was the most excitement I’d had all night. I wonder which of the bad boys made her cry. I bet it was Bobby or maybe Tut. Tut has heart break written all over him. I crinkled my nose at the thought of it being Cas. He is such an ass.
    The last thing I expected to find was my husband.

Chapter Three
    Ellie
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    M y husband is so frustrating . Piper and Dillon stopped by the house for a surprise visit this afternoon. It turned into a late lunch, which was nice because I hadn’t seen Piper much lately and missed her. Max is now off doing who knows what while Mac is upstairs napping and I clean up the kitchen…and think about what Dillon said about Max. Dillon told me to give it time. It has been almost six weeks . How much more time does he need? According to Piper, Max wasn’t the only one having trouble getting past what happened to us. Gage was too. If Piper and I can get past it, they sure as heck should be able to.
    “I shouldn’t complain,” I muttered under my breath. After all, Max is the perfect father. I worried, at first, after everything I had been through, that Max might have issues bonding with Mac. I had no memories of Mac’s birth. In fact, I had no memory of anything after the guys showed up to rescue us. According to the doctors, the emotional trauma combined with me falling caused my placenta to tear. This resulted in profuse bleeding and me almost losing Mac. At first, I thought Max’s hesitancy to talk about what happened that day was because he didn’t want to upset me. I was beginning to think it was more…a lot more. Every time I brought up Dooley or the kidnapping, Max got angry with me. Instead of telling me what he was feeling, he would puff up like a toad and storm off. At Piper’s suggestion, I made an appointment with her psychologist, Dr. Parker, to talk about it. He helped me understand that Max may be traumatized in a different way than I was, and may need time to sort out his feelings. I’d been patient with him, but my patience was wearing thin. If anything, Max had become more distant. Now, I was just worried. Max had always been demonstrative in his love for me. Not only did he tell me how much he loved me all the time, but he showed me with his hands and mouth every chance he got. After being apart for so many years, I was convinced nothing…and I mean no-thing…could ever come between us again. Only, something had. My once, overly loving, very handsy man no longer touched me. Truth be told, he barely even looked at me. I lost all of my baby weight the first month after Mac was born. Recently, I’d started going to Pilates classes with Piper. I grew my hair longer, because Max loved it that way. I even purchased a butt-load of new lingerie for after my six week doctor visit. My appointment was two days away and I knew, beyond a shadow of a doubt, he was going to clear me. This meant, after six weeks of abstinence, we could have sex again. I should be jumping for