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  “Fine. No fuckin’. Just one drink. We can stay here if you don’t trust yourself with me.” She giggles, and it’s so unattractive that I have to refrain from rolling my damn eyes.

  “Look, VJ, I’m not here to cause trouble, but you look like you could use a drink. That’s all I’m asking for.”

  Fuck it. What do I have to lose?

  “Fine. One drink, then I’m out of here.”

  Chapter Eleven

  Chloe

  Max, will you please talk to me?” It’s not really a question, but I’m so tired of him ignoring me. He’s ignored me for days.

  I tried to talk to him this morning, but he wouldn’t answer. It was like he was the deaf one and couldn’t hear anything I was saying. It hurt me so much. I hate this. I really, really hate this.

  Max got home an hour ago and still hasn’t said one word to me. He came in, kissed Daisy, and told her how much he loved her, ignored me. Went to get a beer from the fridge, came back, ignored me. I’ve tried to talk to him repeatedly, and he’s ignored me.

  I hate this bad feeling between us. Max is my best friend. I don’t know what to do to make him forgive me. He won’t even look at me.

  Christ, was sleeping with his brother really that bad?

  Did it warrant this silent treatment?

  “Baby, why are you so angry?” Max looks at Daisy but doesn’t say anything. She cups his face, and I watch his eyes close, for a second. Max really loves Daisy, even the touch of her hand on his face calms him.

  They’ve been in love since they were at school — just two young kids who couldn’t be parted from each other. Like I said before, they have a love most can only dream about. A love I know I’ll never find. I can see them getting married, having children, traveling the world if they so wish it.

  “You can’t keep this up, Max. It isn’t fair to anyone. Days you’ve been ignoring Chloe. You’re going to end up driving her away, and I know you don’t want that.”

  He sighs deeply, leans into her and kisses her softly. “Of all the people it had to be him.” His eyes are on me now, and I feel two-foot-tall right now.

  Max seems so much taller, meaner all of a sudden. Not that Max is mean in any way, he’s a sweetheart. However, he’s angry with me, and I don’t fully understand why.

  “You could have any man you want, Chloe, yet the first man you give yourself to after what happened is a man incapable of giving you anything more than a night here and there.”

  “Max, I know you’re annoyed with all of this, and I had no clue VJ was going to do what he did at the clubhouse, but I have a mind of my own. I know you worry about me, but can you honestly stand there and tell me your brother would physically hurt me?”

  “It’s not physically I’m worried about, Chlo. My brother is mentally unstable. He can’t give you what you need.”

  It’s a sad state of affairs when even your own brother believes you are incapable of having a real relationship. Sure, any relationship he might have in the future would be nothing like the relationships of regular people, but I don’t believe he’ll never love or be loved. There is someone out there for VJ, someone who will understand him completely, someone who will be able to put up with his outbursts, his lack of emotion.

  There’s someone out there for everyone, right?

  “Max, I’m not saying I want a relationship with your brother, but I like him, no matter how crazy that makes me sound.” His eyes haven’t left me yet. Daisy is watching me also, and I feel very uncomfortable. “You’re right, I probably should stay away from him, he’s no good of me. However, I know there is good in him, Max.”

  “I didn’t say my brother was a completely bad person, Chloe.”

  “No, but it’s like you don’t want him even to try to prove he can feel what you feel. I know you love your brother, Max. I know that you love me, too. However, I’m a big girl, and I can take care of myself. Please, just step back a little.”

  I watch him looking at Daisy for a moment. He kisses her softly before walking over to me. He takes my shoulders and smiles down at me. “I do love my brother, Chloe, and I love you, I just want you to be happy. However, I have to know that you’ll be careful and that you won’t fall for my brother, because you’ll only end up hurt.”

  “I know. I’ll be careful.” Max rolls his eyes before hugging me tightly. He has no faith that I won’t fall for his brother, but he’s wrong, I won’t. I’m not stupid.

  Yes, you are. You will so fall for him.

  I do think I need to talk to VJ about this whole claiming thing. I won’t be treated like that; I don’t even know the man very well.

  What the hell must his men think of me? They must think I’m a slut! VJ comes out of prison, he’s back a day, and he’s already claimed a woman he met the night before? That in itself is insane!

  It’s a little strange that he hasn’t been around for the past couple of days. Maybe he’s already done with me. Who knows?

  I’ll think about it tomorrow. It’s been a very long few days, and I just want to sleep this day away, even if it is too early for bed. Tomorrow, I’ll know what to do and what to say to VJ, if he turns up, that is. Everything is always easier tomorrow.

  * * *

  However, today wasn’t any easier. I didn’t see VJ at all, again. Not that I was looking, but I thought maybe he would have been around to see Max. Perhaps even me to explain why he claimed me the way he did and then avoided me, But no, he was nowhere to been seen.

  I spent the day working, going about my day as I usually do. Then I went to the center to help the kids with their music. It helped keep my mind off VJ.

  I got home, ate alone because Max and Daisy weren’t back for dinner. I showered and took myself to bed early. I was exhausted.

  However, my dreams are filled with visions of a man and his hands touching every inch of me, his mouth following, my pussy pulsing so hard I can feel my orgasm about to take over me in my sleep.

  I wake with a start, my heart pounding out of my chest, my chest itself heaving. My whole body is on fire and shaking all at the same time. I have never in my life had such an arousing dream. Christ, my clit is throbbing!

  I didn’t come in my sleep, but I swear, I was so close I could feel it. However, something woke me up before I reached the edge.

  I blink against the darkness, my legs shaking. There’s a figure at the end of my bed. A colossal figure, tall, built. I can’t see correctly; I’m still in a sleepy state. I know I only see a figure in my room because of that fact. The mind plays tricks on you sometimes. I don’t need to be afraid, no one has found me, they can’t get me here.

  I ignore the figure and climb out of my bed, and make my way to the shared bathroom down the hall. I use the facilities, wash my hands and face, and stare at myself in the mirror for a moment. That dream seeped its way into my bones.

  A few days, knowing VJ and I’m already having erotic dreams about him. I don’t know how the hell he did this to me, but I can’t stop wanting him. All I can think about is the next time I’ll see him and what he might do to me.

  Didn’t Max warn me what his brother is like?

  So why am I standing here wishing I could be the one to show him that he’s capable of all the things people say he isn’t?

  Because you’re stupid, Chloe, men like VJ don’t just suddenly realize they’re capable of feeling things they never have before. Men like him don’t settle down with girls like you. Sure, you’re attractive in your own right, you have your own breasts, a bubble butt, and you’re not overweight. You might not be every man’s fantasy, but VJ certainly likes you and what you have to offer.

  However, he doesn’t know that you’re deaf, does he?

  What happens if your hearing aids falter, stop working? It’s not like they haven’t before. A man like VJ wouldn’t want anything to do with a woman who couldn’t hear him tell the world how wonderful he is.

  Okay, I’m being way harsh there. Why on this earth would I even think that about somebody? Yes, I am deaf. Yes, my hearing aids have been known to stop working. Once when the batteries died, which wasn’t supposed to happen with the style of hearing aid I had.

  The second time it happened, actually was only three months ago. I was at the race track with Max and Daisy. Max raced, and Daisy and I were in the stands watching him proudly. It was like 0-3, and my hearing was gone. I was plunged into silence all over again.

  I said nothing for the whole day until Max waved his hand in front of my face. I’d been reading something and obviously hadn’t heard what he was saying to me. I looked at him and bit my lower lip as tears filled my eyes. He used sign language to ask me if I could hear him speaking. I burst into tears and shook my head.

  Max took me to the doctor, who told me with sincere apologies that I’d been giving faulty hearing aids. That’s when he advised – again – that cochlear implants would be the best things for me. However, I refused – again – because my insurance wouldn’t cover it and I just couldn’t afford it. Max offered to pay, but I declined because there is no way on this earth I would ever let anyone pay my way.

  In the end, I opted for the mini BTE hearing aid. They work just as the doctor said they would, but he warned me that it wouldn’t always be the case. He’s sure that one day, I won’t even hear with the aids. Until that day comes, I’m not going to think about it.

  I make my way back to my room after grabbing a glass of water from the kitchen and drinking it down in one. The fact I can hear Max and Daisy screwing in their room, makes me groan to myself – ironic, right? The things I want to hear, I find hard. The things I don’t want to hear it’s like I’m not deaf at all.

  I feel bad for Max and Daisy, they’re in love, and I feel like I’m in the way being here. They don’t
have any privacy with me here. They have to wait until the middle of the damn night when I’m asleep to be intimate with each other.

  I think it’s time I looked at my living arrangements.

  Because seriously, if I can hear them the way I can, then they must be really loud.

  I close my bedroom door and lock it before sinking on to my bed. My eyes suddenly widen as a hand slams over my mouth. Sure, I felt the bed dip behind me, but it happened so fast I couldn’t open my mouth to scream fast enough.

  How the hell did anyone get in my room?

  How the hell didn’t I... Oh, the figure at the end of my bed, he really was there.

  I claw at his hand, trying to get him to let me go. However, the truth is, he’s not holding me down in any way, and I can breathe fine. His hand is over my mouth to stop me, screaming, but I could get away from him if I tried. So why don’t I?

  Because deep down, I know who has ahold of me, I can smell his aftershave. It’s not a smell I’m ever going to forget: Woodsy, the wind through the trees, all man.

  “I’m gonna move my hand. Don’t scream.” I nod my head in agreement. He removes his hand, and I turn to face him. I watch as he leans over and turns on the nightlight next to my bed.

  Yeah, yeah, laugh, I have a nightlight like a child, so what? I have many boogie men that haunt me at night.

  He turns to look at me, God, he’s handsome. I notice he’s not wearing his cut or jeans, he’s also barefoot.

  What the fuck?

  How long has he been here, and why is almost naked but for his boxers and t-shirt?

  Furthermore, how the hell did he even get in here?

  Because it’s obvious Max doesn’t know. He wouldn’t be in his room fucking Daisy like a wild beast in the night if he knew VJ was in my room.

  “What are you doing in my room? And why are you dressed like that?”

  He smirks. That smirk will be my undoing.

  VJ reaches for me, grabbing me before I can get away from him. He pulls me onto his lap, I wrap my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck.

  Why does this feel so right?

  How can I want to be with him like this when I know we’re never going to be more than this?

  “I didn’t think I’d be seeing you again.” Not like this anyway.

  “I’m sorry I haven’t been around, I’ve had a lot on my mind.”

  “Anything I can help with?”

  He smiles, and it’s so genuine that it makes my heart beat quickly in my chest. “You. You’ve been what’s on my mind, Chloe. I don’t know what it is you’re doing to me. I don’t understand this.”

  I swallow hard. He doesn’t understand what he’s feeling, but I don’t understand what I’m feeling, so how can I expect him to?

  VJ tucks my hair behind my ear, eyes locked with mine the whole time.

  His eyes suddenly narrow, and I realize he’s touching my hearing aid with his fingertip and wondering what it is.

  I push his hand away and pull my hair over my ear. I don’t know why I’m embarrassed that he knows, but I feel it.

  “What was that?” I try to pull away from him because being this close to him is dangerous. However, he holds me around the waist tighter. “Talk to me, Chloe.”

  I swallow hard, my eyes on his shoulder rather than his face. I have nothing to be embarrassed or ashamed of, but I find that when people realize I am deaf, they treat me differently. I don’t even know VJ, but I want to. Maybe I’m crazy, but I can’t help it. Also, I don’t want him to treat me like there’s something wrong with me.

  “I’m deaf, VJ. What you felt is my hearing aid. I have them in both ears.”

  “You’re deaf?”

  I nod. “I thought Max or someone would have told you.”

  “No. No one said anything.” I bite my lower lip while looking at his chest. He tips my head up with his knuckles under my chin. We lock eyes. He has beautiful deep blue eyes. “It doesn’t bother me that you’re deaf, Chloe.”

  “But you see me differently.” It’s not a question; I’m just used to it.

  “No.” He chuckles. “Of course, I don’t. You can’t hear without those aids, that doesn’t make you different in my eyes. However, I do have a couple of questions. You act like you can hear me when I talk.”

  “With the hearing aids, I can hear. Not as well as you can, but I can hear some. I know what your voice sounds like, deep, husky, demanding.” He chuckles, and it makes me smile. I really like him. I know I don’t know much about VJ yet other than what others have told me. However, I see so much in him, more than even he believes of himself.

  “Okay, you can hear a little with the aids, but how can you talk so well if you’re deaf? Call me ignorant, but I thought deaf people couldn’t speak without sounding as though they’re deaf.”

  I chuckle a little. I’ve heard that question more than once since losing my hearing. “I wasn’t always deaf, VJ. I lost my hearing when I was twenty.”

  “Three years ago?”

  I nod and continue. “I was sick with a fever. I was so very ill, VJ. My parents thought at one point that I’d die. I didn’t, but it took my hearing. I’m not profoundly deaf. As I said, I can hear slight noises, but the aids help me hear more. Which, to be honest, isn’t much anymore, but I manage. I could lose my hearing fully eventually. I’ve been offered cochlear implants,”

  “What are those?”

  “They’re special electronic aids that are implanted,” I point from my ear to my head while explaining how cochlear implants work and how they’d be attached to my head. VJ listens without interrupting once.

  When I’m done, he asks, “Why haven’t you gone down that route? Surely you’d want to be able to hear as you once did?”

  I bite my lower lip. I am embarrassed by what I’m about to tell him, but I know VJ won’t be satisfied with a lie. Besides, I’m not much of a liar. This man seems, to me, the kind who would easily tell a lie from the truth. He also strikes me as the kind of man who hates liars; he’d force me to tell him the truth. So what’s the point of making up some lie just to be forced to tell him the truth in the end anyway?

  “I can’t afford them, VJ. My insurance doesn’t cover both the operation and aftercare. My parents offered to remortgage their house, but I won’t let them do that. My parents are already in their sixties. They worked their whole lives to be able to pay off their house. I couldn’t do that to them, and I won’t let anyone else pay my way either.”

  He strokes my face with the back of his hand. I don’t know what he’s thinking; I can’t read him. “Do you want the operation, Chloe?”

  I want the operation more than anything in this world. I miss being able to hear like everyone else, but at the same time, if I never get the operation, it’ll be okay. I’ll be okay. I will because I’m strong. Losing my hearing, ultimately will hurt, I’ll cry for a while, but I will survive it and carry on with my life because Max and my parents have shown me that I can live a full life without hearing. I didn’t lose everything; I’m still me.

  However, I feel awful that I kept the truth from VJ, but I honestly never thought I’d see him again after that night. “One day, maybe.” I shrug. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you I was deaf the night we met, you made me feel normal.”

  I’m waiting for him to say something, anything. People usually have more questions, but he doesn’t say a word. What he does is kiss the shit out of me to the point I’m grinding my pussy against his erection. Oh yeah, he’s rock hard.

  Is that normal after everything I’ve just told him?

  “You are normal, Chloe.” I blink at him, then smile.

  He kisses me again, and I can’t help moaning into his mouth.

  My fingers slide into his long hair. His lips attack my neck, and my eyes are rolling to the back of my head. When VJ touches me, my whole body sprouts goosebumps, every vein pounds, every muscle tightens. I moan loudly. God, it feels so good when he touches me.