Ruined: Loving An Alpha Male(128)

I nodded again. “Yeah, my brother found me.”

I put my hand on his shoulder, realizing he had to be hurting too. Tiffany was his cousin.

“I’m sorry to hear about Kat. You and your family have my sympathies,” I said softly.

He simply nodded, and raked his hands over his head and down his face.

“I’m most worried about Max. I don’t know what to do about her.”

He pointed toward the closed apartment door.

“I mean, she won’t eat or sleep. Hell, she won’t even cry. She just lays there on her bed. The doctors wanted to keep her in the hospital when she went crazy on them, but I talked them out of it.” He moved closer to me.

“Kat died in her arms, Mason. They were sitting on the couch in there. One minute Kat was fine, and the next she wasn’t.”

I understood, so I just nodded. If anything good could come out of all the death I’d seen, it was that I would be able to help her. I knew how it felt to lose someone and be helpless to stop it.

“Is she still in her room?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay. Are you leaving?” I asked him.

“Yeah, I have some arrangements to get started. Now that you’re here, I should make my way to the funeral home.”

“Cory,” I called out as he headed down the steps. “If there is anything you need—and I mean anything—you know AB, Marcus, and I will handle it. No matter what, we’ll be there. Okay?”

He half smiled and nodded.

“Thanks, man. Most of all, just please take care of her,” he said, nodded toward the door of the apartment.

“I will.”

I walked into the silent apartment. I closed and locked the door. I removed my jacket and tie. I laid it on the couch and then headed to my left. I got to a bathroom, and I smelled Maxine’s scent all around the room. I started removing my cuff links, and I placed them in my pocket. I worked on the buttons of my shirt.

When I arrived in her room, I saw her curled up on top of her bed gripping a pillow for dear life. She didn’t move. I didn’t know if she heard me come in the room or even knew I was there.

I removed my shirt and laid it on a chair next to her bed. I removed my shoes. I crawled up next to her. I noticed her body start to shake as I got closer, and I kissed her shoulder.

I whispered, “I’m so sorry, baby.”

I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her into me. I kissed her head and used my other hand to smooth her hair. She turned her body around to face me, and she broke down. She screamed into my chest and shook uncontrollably. All I could do is wrap my arms around her and pull her on top of me as she cried in my chest. I rubbed her back and her hair and kissed her. I whispered that I was here and that I would take care of her over and over again.

We stayed like that for hours it felt like, but I didn’t care. I didn’t move. I closed my eyes with her and just lay there, holding her tight. Finally, she rose slightly and looked up at me through reddened swollen eyes.

My eyes were equally red and full of sadness. I caressed her face lightly and caressed her hair back from her face. She moved closer to me and planted a kiss on my lips. I helped her move further up my body, so she could kiss me easily if she wanted to. Never in my dreams did I think she would deepen the kiss. She put her hands on the side of my face and kissed me harder and with more need. I let her drive and just kept my hands on her lower back.

What set me ablaze was when she pulled back slightly and whispered, “Please, Mason. I need to feel you.”

I wasn’t sure what she meant, but I think my dick did. I tried to ignore the rising of the beast, and as she sat up, I pulled off her top. I pulled off my soaked tank style t-shirt, and she then started kissing me again. I sat up slightly, making her straddle me. I wasn’t sure what she truly wanted, and I didn’t want to assume. I moved my hands to her face and broke the kiss. I looked in her tear-stained face.

“What do you want me to do, baby?”

She started to cry again as she closed her eyes and leaned her forehead against mine.

She managed to whisper, “Please, just make the pain go away, even if it’s for a little while…Mason, please.”

I tilted her head back so I could look in her eyes. I wiped her tears from her face with my thumbs. When she opened her eyes to look at me, I kissed her.

She instantly wrapped her arms around me, trying desperately to make our body’s one. I began to kiss her as if, if I didn’t have her that moment, I would die.

She was my lifeline. I knew that, and God, my body showed it. I moved her under me and began to kiss her neck and collarbone. I reacquainted myself with the most heavenly body I had ever seen. I went back to kissing her lips. As I moved her to the side, I removed the clasp from her bra and yanked the material from her body. She gasped slightly, but I didn’t stop. I then went to one of my favorite places on her body. I caressed her breasts, and I placed one nipple in my mouth while I played with the other one in my hand.