I fought him tougher than I ever had earlier than, which he wasn’t anticipating, screaming with my very own violent rage and worry till my throat felt uncooked as I raked my nails down his face and tore at his greasy, overgrown hair. I used to be past terrified he was going to punch me in my clearly pregnant abdomen or worse. Terrified that he was going to finish the gorgeous life that Wyatt and I had been constructing collectively. Fearful of what Wyatt would discover when he bought dwelling if I didn’t struggle and survive. It might break him, dropping us, even when he survived no matter Dad had deliberate for him after he was by way of with me.

I didn’t know on the time the place the energy got here from for me to have the ability to buck him off of me, however I did, touchdown one other kick to his abdomen that despatched him falling again on his ass. It shocked him simply as a lot because it did me, although I knew it wouldn’t final lengthy. As a lot as I needed to, I couldn’t spare the dear few seconds I wanted to search out my cellphone after attending to my ft. I spun and sprinted by way of the home just like the very satan was chasing me.

Now, I do know from first-hand expertise simply how all these mothers we’ve heard about within the information have been in a position to do miraculous issues, like lifting a automobile off their youngster, when these feats ought to have been bodily inconceivable.

I knew Wyatt would get a safety notification on his cellphone as quickly as the home alarm went off, and I prayed he’d get dwelling in time to do what he had been promising from the very starting—shield me and our baby. I simply wanted to outlive lengthy sufficient for him to take action.

Since I knew I couldn’t outrun Dad for lengthy, my plan was to make use of each ounce of my remaining energy to run into the woods throughout the road and conceal. I solely bought a number of steps out the entrance door with Dad following proper on my heels when Wyatt’s truck got here to a screeching halt within the entrance yard.

He was like an avenging angel despatched straight from heaven as he got here barrelling out of his truck, shifting inhumanly quick. He tackled my dad, although Dad managed to journey me first earlier than crashing to the bottom. Thank god I used to be in a position to catch myself with my palms so I didn’t land on my stomach.

I watched in fascinated horror as Wyatt, who regarded simply as crazed and deranged as Dad did, hammered the shit out of him together with his naked fists, eliminating the risk we had felt hanging over our heads for too lengthy. As surprising and horrifying because it was, I fell much more in love with him. I couldn’t do something however stare in awe at Wyatt’s immense energy and energy whereas I rubbed my stomach, silently ready for our child to kick and let me know they have been okay.

I’ve little question Wyatt would have killed Dad if the cops hadn’t proven up after they did and pulled him off. I’m grateful, so extremely grateful, that they did. I don’t know if Wyatt would have gone to jail for killing him in protection of us, however the thought that he might have been torn from us terrified me a lot that I used to be starting to get lightheaded on the prospect.

Wyatt’s maintain on my hand grows tighter as I give my assertion to the officers. I inform them about how Dad abused me and Mother for years, how he kicked down our door and attacked me, and the way Wyatt defended and guarded me. Wyatt’s hand hasn’t left my stomach both, and I determine it’ll be a very long time till he relaxes sufficient to take away it—if ever—regardless that he wants his personal medical consideration.

Then they inform me that a number of officers fired their weapons when Dad pointed his gun at us, and within the blink of an eye fixed, the individual I had lived in terror of my complete life was gone for good. I’ll by no means once more should stay in worry of him coming after me or my household. I’m secure. My little household is secure. Mother is—

“Oh my god, Mother!” I take a look at Wyatt, frantic and fearful, as I try to take a seat up in mattress. “Give me your cellphone! I must name my mother.” He palms it over, and earlier than I dial, I encourage the officers, “Please, please, please ship somebody to verify on my mother. I believe he damage her earlier than he got here right here. He stated—oh my god, what if she’s—” I can’t end my sentence and cry so onerous it’s troublesome to breathe.

Mama sits on the sting of my hospital mattress and holds me whereas I sob, my palms shaking and my imaginative and prescient too blurry to see the numbers.

“Right here, babygirl. I’ll do it.” Wyatt takes his cellphone again and dials as I recite my mother and father’ landline cellphone quantity. It kills me that I don’t have her mobile phone quantity memorized. I cry even tougher when she doesn’t reply the cellphone, and his calls maintain going to the answering machine.

The officers guarantee me they’ll contact the native police division to do a wellness verify and can let me know what’s occurring as quickly as potential. The one factor I can do now’s ship up a silent prayer for her security.

* * *

Although I get the all-clear, Dr. Patel nonetheless needs me to remain in a single day for remark. When I attempt to protest and beg Wyatt to take me dwelling to sleep in our personal mattress, he jogs my memory our again door is busted, so it wouldn’t be secure to return dwelling simply but.

As soon as I’m in a position to calm considerably, I attempt to get some sleep, if solely to cross the time earlier than we will go away, however I’m too uncomfortable within the unfamiliar hospital mattress. I toss and switch in frustration, and Wyatt seems simply as uncomfortable making an attempt to sleep within the chair subsequent to my mattress that was undoubtedly not made for a person his measurement. I’m hungry, too, and I tear up a bit once I bear in mind I didn’t get to eat any of the ice cream I had been craving.

“What’s incorrect, Dolly?” Wyatt asks with a sleepy groan.

I’m instantly hit with a lot guilt for waking him up and making him go away at two within the morning to get me stated ice cream. He did it as a result of he’s such a sort and loving man, and all he needs to do is make me comfortable.

I need to make him comfortable, too, and I by no means did get to present him his reward…My eyes snap to the door of the personal restroom in my hospital room, and an concept types. I do know simply what I want—what we want—to lastly be capable of relaxation.

“I, um, I want to make use of the restroom. Are you able to assist me?” I ask him sweetly.

He arches his forehead as he silently observes that I’m not hooked as much as any machines stopping me from going to the restroom on my own, however he’s fast to assist me off the bed all the identical. He holds my arm like he’s afraid I’m going to slide and fall as we shuffle throughout the room.

When he stops behind me on the door and drops my arm as a substitute of following me inside, I flip round and pout my lips a short time I widen my eyes. “I nonetheless want your assist…in right here.”

“Dolly, what—” His breath catches as I slowly untie and pull off my completely unsexy hospital robe within the weirdest strip tease ever. He lastly will get the trace, and his eyes flash with unbridled warmth as he shortly swings the restroom door closed and locks it behind him.

“I by no means bought to present you your reward, Daddy.” I chunk my backside lip and cup my breasts, which have grown a lot throughout my being pregnant that they spill over the edges of my palms. I do know he can’t resist them, has by no means been in a position to, actually, however he’s even hungrier for them now.

He grabs his bulging erection and adjusts himself in his grass-stained pajama pants as he steps as much as me, however then a flash of concern banks the warmth in his eyes. “Babygirl, you realize I used to be simply joking concerning the reward half. It’s been a really lengthy, very emotional night time, and we most likely shouldn’t—”

“Are you saying you don’t need your reward, Daddy?” I drop my palms and switch to face the mirror above the sink. I lean over, place my palms on the counter, and unfold my ft aside. I catch his eyes within the mirror and arch my again, pouting my lips once more.

“Effectively, now, I by no means stated I don’t need it…simply…fuck, babygirl. You recognize I can’t say no to you.” Wyatt steps up behind me and smooths a bandaged hand up my backbone, pushing between my shoulder blades so I’m bent additional over the sink. “You drive me wild, you stunning fucking angel,” he growls, the sound sending scrumptious shivers and goosebumps zipping over my pores and skin.

He nudges my ft additional aside together with his knee between my legs as he sweeps my tangled hair to the aspect and kisses my neck, my shoulder, after which down alongside my backbone earlier than disappearing from view as he kneels behind me.

I moan as he palms each of my ass cheeks and spreads them aside. “Tilt your hips, and present me what’s mine.” I bend over as a lot as I can with my child bump in the way in which and shift my ft aside as broad as they’ll go with out dropping my stability. “Good woman. All fucking mine. Each scrumptious, good inch of you is mine. Say it, babygirl.”

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