WHIZ
“Flowers? Already? What did you do?” I glared at my brother and he laughed with the third beer in his hand.
“Nothing happened. I figured, she’s mine, she deserves nice things.” I told him and he cooed as I kept walking. I would check in with him later, but for now, it’s been a week since we started our relationship. A week of kisses, cuddles and dry humping... cold showers and blue balls... f**k I couldn’t wait to sink into her.
Knowing her bruises, she would need a couple more days, or a full week, and we were close to getting more news on the bastard who hurt her. We knew what he looked like. We had a few people talk to businesses in the area who had camera. We had a video of him running like a little b***h. We were asking around, seeing Missing Girl posters around the city we ch
