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"See? They get along great," Adam confirmed as they watched the three canines frolicking in his fenced-in yard. "Told you there was nothing to worry about."
Amy sighed and ran a hand through her hair.
"That's not why I'm worried, babe." She shook her head. "I went about this all wrong."
The blond man edged closer to his girlfriend, enveloping her in his strong arms.
"What's the matter, baby? Talk to me."
She averted her gaze momentarily before fixing her eyes on his.
"It's... Damn it, I shouldn't have put Ashley in this situation. I should have gone to get Lucas directly from Matt. But now I put her right in the middle of this." She cursed herself mentally, hating what she'd knowingly but unthinkingly done to her new friend. It wasn't as though Ashley hadn't already been having problems with Matt, but this was inexcusable.
"Hey... Stop beating yourself up over this," Adam said gently. "She knew what she was doing. Besides, she can handle Matt."
"Adam, you don't get it," she said sharply, peering up into his green eyes. "There were times I was actually afraid of him... Times I actually thought he would get physically violent."
Her boyfriend cocked his head. This was the first he could recall hearing of this. He knew his former friend had been emotionally abusive toward the redhead, but would he ever resort to making it physical?
"Amy..." He gazed down into her hazel eyes with tender concern.
"If he hurts her, I'll never be able to forgive myself."
Adam held her close, his arms wrapping around her. He raised one hand to her head, gently strokiing the soft red hair.
"Shh..." He kissed her on the forehead.
They stayed like that for a long while. Finally, Amy spoke. She raised her head to gaze into her man's eyes as she did so, even offering him a tiny smile.
"Well... On the plus side, we got Lucas back. I can't thank you enough for helping me, Adam."
The tall blond man winked at her.
"There's no need to thank me, babe... I love you."
She reached up to touch his cheek, her gaze still locked on his.
"I love you, too." She pressed up onto her tiptoes to kiss him, her lips soft, then alternately firm.
Adam held tightly to Amy, his tongue dipping into her mouth as their kiss went on and intensified even more.
Moments later, he broke it to sweep her up into his arms, their lips meeting once again as he carried her back into the house. Keeping the sliding glass door open so the dogs could get back in, he brought his girlfriend down the hallway and to the bedroom.
Once he had the redhead back on her feet before the bed, she was all over him again. She pulled his head down to hers for another hungry kiss, her hands tugging at his shirt. He wriggled and accommodated her so that she could get it off of him, then turned his attention on her shirt. In a haste, he pulled it up and over her head, tossing it aside in a hurry.
The redhead was smiling as their lips neared yet again. He smiled back, crashing his mouth onto hers as he felt her small hands working on the fly of his jeans.
Amy... Amy," the blond man moaned as he kicked out of the offending garment. He was already hard in his boxers, and he tugged at her pants. She'd already gotten the button and zipper undone, so they came down and off in an instant.
She pulled on his boxers, and he quickly wriggled out of them. Then, he turned his attentions on her bra, expertly unclasping it with one hand and freeing her bosom. Her panties were quick to follow suit.
Adam scooped Amy up and placed her in the center of the bed, hunger in his green eyes as he gazed into her hazel. She reached up with both arms, welcoming him, her own desire evident in the way she looked at him. She tugged his head toward herself, a little moan escaping her as their lips met again, the passion consuming her.
She felt him slip inside of her then, his hand finding her most sensitive part as well. Her breath caught as he rubbed her at an even, deliberate pace and thrust in the same manner.
"Jeez, baby," he sighed. She was very wet, and he loved it. He could clearly tell that she was already quite close.
"Adam... Oh, Adam..." Amy bit her lip seductively, suddenly thrusting her own hips to meet every one of his motions. It felt so good, so damned good.
Moments later, the redhead was crying out, clinging onto him as she came. Adam quickly followed her, moaning out her name as he emptied himself.
They laid there in silence in one another's arms, spent. Amy snuggled against her boyfriend, her hand up into his soft blond locks.
"Love you, baby," the Canadian whispered. When he got a softly spoken response, he smiled and pressed a kiss
to her brow.