#ch. richard (xoxo…)

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it’s interesting because someone said to me that folded ricky and lily’s relationship has similar vibes to xoxo… richard and lily’s and lowkey that’s very true. there are a bunch of different layers to both situations, but the sort of connection that’s going on is very similar.

physicality + friendship + maybe a layer of convenience… and then maybe just a hint of something beyond that that won’t be allowed to go anywhere

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The Lady in the Black Leather (Ch 21)

Catch up here [chapter 20]

Aiden x Scarlett, Graham McTavish, Reader

You, Aiden & Scarlett visit for a while, then Graham shows up with a pretty bouquet of brightly colored daisies and mums with a big sunflower in the middle of it, and a tray with two coffee cups and a brown paper bag in the other hand. He had a ‘get well’ balloon also for you, which was tied to the vase of flowers.

You giggle and thank him for them. He grins and sets the flowers and balloon down on the windowsill next to the ones from Aiden and Scarlett.

He comes and gives you a little hug and kisses your forehead. “How’s my girl doin?” he asks.

You grin, “Don’t let Rich hear you say that!” you tease.

He grins, “Well, me and Gwen laid claim to ya before Rich did, so he’ll have to just deal with it.” He says cheekily, making you giggle. “So, how are ya doin?” he asks.

You shrug. “Tired, my leg hurts, and I’m hungry.” you reply and grin when he sets a bag on the table and hands you a french vanilla cappuccino from the tray.

“Well, breakfast is here now, so at least ya won’t be hungry anymore.” He chuckles. “Don’t they have ya on pain meds?” he asks you.

“Yeah, but I told the nurse I didn’t want them till I had some breakfast in me. I’ll get them in a bit.” You tell Graham.

Grinning, you dig into the bag, seeing pastries like what Todd has delivered each morning. You look up at Graham. “Where did you get these from? They look like the ones Todd has delivered each morning at the shop!” you ask.

He grins. “I got them from the pastry shop that he gets his from. They asked why his shop was closed and then saw the note Rich left on the door this morning. They said to tell ye and Todd that they wish ye both a speedy recovery!” he says with a smile

You grin and take a bite of a strawberry scone and let out a happy little groan. “I love these ones! These and the doughnuts with the icing and the strawberry or cherry fillings! OOOooohhh they are the BEST!” you giggle.

There’s a knock at the door and a young lady is standing at the door with two big bouquets of flowers. “Excuse me Miss, but are you Harley?” she asks.

You nod. “Yes.”

She comes in and tells you, “These are for you. Where would you like them?” She asks.

Your jaw drops. One bouquet is two dozen red and pink roses with baby’s breath and purple lavender filler. The other is a bouquet of 6 yellow roses, brightly colored fuji mums and daisies that were colored brightly with food coloring.

Scarlett gets up and takes the bouquet of red and pink roses. She sets it down on the table and looks for a card. “Aaahhh! Here it is!” she says and hands you the card.

You open it up and see it’s from Richard. “For the love of my life. You mean the world to me, Sweetheart. I hope these brighten your day. I’m thinking about you & know I love you more than anything in the universe! Xoxo – Rich”

You grin and show it to Graham, Aiden & Scarlett. They all smile, and Scarlett puts the card back on the plastic stand and Graham takes the bouquet and puts it on the windowsill next to the other ones.

The delivery gal hands Scarlett the other big bouquet and then heads out to do more deliveries after you thank her for bringing them up.

Scarlett digs around in the bouquet and finds another card. She hands it to you, and you open it up to see it is from the Police Department that Alex, Todd and Jack worked for. It said, “Heard what happened, wishing you a speedy recovery! Our thoughts and prayers are with you! – Inspector Kathleen Walsh & your friends at the NYPD 19th Precinct.”

You look at Graham and Scarlett in surprise. “The police department sent me flowers?” Graham chuckles. “Apparently so Sweetheart!”

You shake your head in disbelief. “Well, that was nice!” you state.

They all nod. Graham takes the flowers and puts them on the windowsill as well. “You’re getting quite the collection, Sweetie!” Scarlett teases you.

You grin. “They’re making my room smell nice, that’s for sure!” you say, grinning.

Your doctor knocks on the door casing and then steps in. He talks with you for a bit and checks the wounds on your leg after shooing everyone out into the hall.

He asks you about all the scars on your legs and you explain they go all the way up onto your crotch. You tell him that the ones on your legs were from your last three boyfriends you had before meeting Richard. And you tell him the ones on your crotch were from the ex-boyfriend, Ben, who shot you. You ask him to make a note of you telling him that to put in your medical file. That you don’t want anyone thinking it was Richard who gave you them. You explain you never had reported the abuse from your ex boyfriends because of fear since the ex-boyfriends had all threatened you that if you told they’d go after you and your family. He nods in understanding and makes a note of it in your file.

He tells you that he doesn’t want you walking on the leg for a few days, and that you may use the crutches ONLY to get from your bed to the restroom in your room and then back to your bed for now. You nod. He asks if you need any stronger pain meds and you shake your head.

“I’m due for them when the nurse comes back with them. I told her I wanted to wait to take them till I had some breakfast in me first.” You reply.

He nods and tells you he will check in with you tomorrow morning then and tells you to have a good day.

Your friends come back in after the Doctor leaves and they have another two bouquets. You roll your eyes and giggle. “Now who are these from?” you ask.

Graham sets a small oblong flowerpot on the table with Hyacinths, tulips, daffodils and crocuses on the table in front of you. You grin and take a deep breath. “Oooohhh! Those smell wonderful!!!” you pull the card off the flower pick and read it. It’s from Captain Angel L. Figueroa Jr. & the NYPD 1st precinct and says: “Wishing you a speedy recovery, Harley! Our thoughts and prayers are with you as you recover!”

“Awwww! That’s sweet!” you say and put the card back on the flower pick.

Scarlett takes the planter and puts in on the shelf by the sink so you can smell them when people open the door to enter and exit.

The other bouquet is pink and white stargazer lilies and hot pink roses and lighter pink carnations with some greens. You look at the card and see it’s from Lee Pace. It reads: “Wishing you a speedy recovery and hope you and Phantom are doing well.”

“Oh! Those smell lovely too! It’s gonna smell like a flower shop in here!’ you giggle.

Graham and Aiden chuckle and Graham adds the flowers to your collection on the windowsill.

Scarlett looks at the time and nudges Aiden, who glances up at the clock and sees they need to get going to the studios. “We gotta get going, Harley. I gotta film some scenes this afternoon, and Scarlett’s gonna go check on the shop for you and Todd.” He tells you.

They both give you a hug and tell you they will see you later on. You wave goodbye and they head out.

The nurse comes in with your pain meds. “Are you ready for your meds, Harley?”

You nod and she gives them to you. You down them with your water and she makes a note in your chart on the hospital’s computer. Then she heads out after seeing if you needed anything.

You look at Graham and say, “Now what do we do?”

He chuckles. “Well, what would you like to do?”

You shrug. “I don’t know. Graham, can you tell me about your family? I don’t even know their names, you said your wife told you to tell me ‘welcome to the family’.” You said. “You must’ve been telling her about me.”

He chuckled. “Aye, Lass, I told her ‘bout you. How I met you, and how I was tryin’ to hook ya up with Rich. She wanted to see what ya looked like, so I sent her the pics I took.” He explained. “Didn’t want her worrying if the Papparazzi snuck photos of us when we all do stuff together.

Scarlet told me your parents died a few years ago and I mentioned it to Gwen… It was her idea, actually, to ‘adopt’ you, so to speak.” He giggled. Gwen is my wife. Our two daughters are Hope and Honor.” He tells you, “Honor was born in 2006 and Hope was born in 2012.” He says beaming with pride. “I’ll show you pics of them later.” He says. “They live in New Zealand where we have a house.” He tells you.

You look at him surprised. “I thought you were from Scotland, though?” you ask.

He chuckles. “I am, Lass, but I’ve lived all over the world. We decided to settle in New Zealand, though, after living there while we filmed The Hobbit.” He explained.

“Oh! I saw a lot of the bonus features on my Extended Edition DVD’s of the Hobbit. It looks absolutely wonderful! It’s on my bucket list of places to visit someday.” You tell him with a big grin.

He chuckles, “Well, Lass. I’m sure Rich wouldn’t bat an eye taking you to come visit us there. He loved it there as much as we did and considered buying property there, but he’s so busy with filming and such, he said he’d rather wait till he got older and started to slow down with work.” Graham tells you.

“Graham?” you ask.

“Yeah, Sweetheart?” he replies.

“I want to do something special for Rich, but I don’t know what to do. He doesn’t like to talk about himself, so trying to find out what kinds of things he likes, I’m finding is rather difficult. Do you think you could help me?” you ask. “I know he likes chocolate ice cream, wine, legos and reading. But that’s about it.”

Graham chuckles. “Yeah, he is an introvert and shy, so whenever people ask him personal questions, he tends to shy away from them.” He tells you. He gives you a few ideas of things Richard would like and suggests to just be observant, “You’ll learn more about him from just observing and listening, than from anything else, Lass.

He’s moody and grumpy sometimes, but don’t let it get to you. It’s just how he gets into characters he portrays. He’ll often take them home with him and struggle to let ‘em go. Maybe having you around will help ‘im with that, Lass.” Graham tells you.

“There’s so much I don’t know about the film industry.” You sigh. “I’ve never seen how one is made from start to finish. He asked if I’d come with him when he travels for the promotional stuff for the film too. I’ve never traveled very much tho. He said something about finding out the details for taking Phantom with too, so I’d feel safe.” You tell Graham.

Graham grins. “It would be nice for him to have ye with, Lass. I know I’d enjoy having you with us. My wife and kids don’t travel much with me. It’s such a long flight from New Zealand to the US and Europe that they don’t make it very often to join me for premieres. It’s a whirlwind of a time, and is exhausting, but it’s a lot of fun too. You get to meet a lot of people and just sit back, relax and talk about the film with interviewers. If you do come with, we’ll be sure ya are well taken care of.” He tells you.

You giggle and grin. “Graham, did you get my dress from Aiden’s? Don’t let Rich know anything about the dress. I don’t want him to see it or see me in it until he picks me up for the event! I want it to be a surprise!” you tell him.

He gives you a positively evil smirk and says, “Your wish, is my command, Sweetie. And yes, I picked it up from Aiden’s last night before I headed home. It’s in my closet in my bedroom, which he won’t dare go into. Scarlett said I should hang it up so it wouldn’t crease the velvet.” He tells you. “I’ll take ye to go have it altered to fit ye when they let ye outta here.” He says.

You grin and happily clap your hands. “I can’t wait!

Graham chuckles and rubs his beard, thinking.

“Graham, do you ever do Skype or Zoom or FaceTime your family? You’re always saying I remind you of your daughters.” You tell him. “I thought it would be nice to say hi to them and talk with them and your wife, if it was okay with you. I don’t know how the time differences work between there and here though.” You mention to him.

He glances up at the clock and you can see him working out the time differences in his head.

“Well, Lass, it’s about 1am there right now. Well, if ya can wait till around 3 or 4 pm our time this afternoon which should be able to give them time to get up and get ready, then we can give them a zoom call, we’ll say “Hi” and I’ll introduce ya to them!” he tells you.

“For now, though, what do ya want to do?” he asks. Phantom comes over and sniffs all the flowers on the windowsill and ‘wuffs’ at them.

“What? Don’t you like all my pretty flowers, Phantom?” you ask. He chuffs and comes walking over to your bedside. Graham smiles and gives him a good scratch. “Do ya need to go outside, Boy?” he asks.

Phantom gives a short yip and Graham stands up. “I’ll go take him out to do his business, then we’ll be right back, Sweetheart. Did someone take him out last night or this morning?” he asked.

“I don’t know. Maybe the officer had one of the nurses take Phantom out. You’d have to ask him.” You tell Graham.

He nods and clips the leash on Phantom after he adjusts the service jacket. They head out and Graham stops to talk with the officer. The officer tells him he had one of the nurses take Phantom outside when he needed to go to the bathroom, and she brought him right back up. He did say they played with the rope toy for a bit having a tug of war.

Graham chuckled. “All right. Well, we’ll be back in a bit.” He tells the officer.

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[bloodstained-porcelain-doll]

Sugar and Spice, ch 4

Summary: Your sugar daddy, RIchard Speight Jr, finally asked you to sleep with him. Word count: 2045 Warnings: Smut, Dick’s big dick A/N: Special thanks to my wifey @pepperwoodatnight for beta’ing and helping me come up with ideas when I got stuck xoxo

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3

  Chapter 4: the night 

Richard smiled and pushed you down against the mattress gently, leaning down to kiss you passionately. You let your hands roam his back and shoulders, then you tugged at his shirt. “Want this off…” you mumbled against his lips, and he pulled off. “You sure?” “Of course I’m sure, silly.” You ran your hands down his sides, over his stomach and up his chest. “I want to see you.” 

Rich nodded and pulled his shirt over his head, and you bit back a moan at the sight. He sat back on his heels and ran a hand through his hair as your eyes roamed his torso. “Fucking perfect,” you whispered and pulled him back down onto you, kissing him hard. He moaned into your mouth and grabbed a handful of your hair, pulling your head up to give him a better angle as his other hand went to your side, and under your shirt.

“So soft,” he whispered and slid his other hand inside too, pulling your shirt up and off you. His hands were suddenly on your boobs, squeezing and palming them while he kissed your neck. You let out a moan and wrapped your bare legs around his jean clad ones, the material scraping against your skin. When Rich ground down against you, you felt his hard-on against your abdomen and couldn’t hold back a moan.

“Want you to fuck me…” you mumbled and wrapped your hands around his neck, tugging at his hair lightly. He buried his face in your neck and started kissing you there, his beard scratching deliciously against your skin. “Rules first, sweetie… anything you like or dislike? You on protection?” he asked softly and bit your earlobe, making you squeal. 

“I like most things… dislike anal… I have an IUD…” you mumbled in response and arched your back. He hummed and switched sides, kissing the other side of your neck. You let your hands roam down his chest and stomach until you reached his belt, and you tested, seeing if he’d let you start on it. He didn’t object, so you unbuckled it and fumbled with the jean button and fly. 

“Condom or not?” he whispered in your ear as you pushed his jeans down his thighs. “I’m fine without one,” you mumbled. He sighed into your neck. “You’re fucking perfect,” he groaned and leaned up to kiss your lips, then reached around for your bra. Opposed to every guy you’d been with your age, it only took Rich one try to snap it open, and you shrugged it off. 

“Oh god,” Rich panted, making you giggle. “See something you like, Rich?” “Mmhm, say my name again,” he urged and dove in, taking one nipple in his mouth and the other between his fingers, sucking, rolling and pinching.

“Mmm, Richard,” you moaned, arching your back and wrapping your hands in his perfect hair. With the help of your feet, you pushed his jeans off completely, and he chuckled. “You’re an eager girl,” he said and kissed the dip of your neck before kissing down your body until his mouth was aligned with your shorts. He made quick work of them and then he stilled for a few seconds before looking up at you with big eyes. You bit your lip and grinned widely.

“You naughty… naughty little girl,” he breathed and yanked your shorts all the way off, then spreading your legs. “I figured panties were a waste of time, y’know?” you asked innocently, and to your surprise, Richard just growled. For a second you were afraid he wouldn’t like that, but the second later he had buried his face between your legs. His lips and tongue attacked your pussy, lapping at and sucking on your clit, and before you could even process it, he pushed two fingers inside your wetness and curled them upwards, making you cry out and cover your mouth.

His hand immediately found yours and pulled it off your mouth. You distinctly heard him mumble “don’t” before his tongue started flicking your clit. His fingers moved inside you, fast enough to give you pleasure, but slow enough not to be uncomfortable. “Ffffuck that feels good, Rich,” you moaned and wrapped your legs around his head, not too tightly. He groaned and ate you out like a starving man while he fucked you with his fingers, and his beard was leaving delicious scratches on your inner thighs. 

You wouldn’t ever had thought he would be this good at oral, but fucking hell, the man had you climbing towards climax faster than anyone ever had before. You grabbed a fistful of his hair and held onto it as your body shook with your orgasm. His name fell off your lips over and over like a prayer along with countless profanities. He switched between moaning and chuckling while still eating you out, until you finally came down and started panting. Then he pulled off and wiped his mouth clean.

“Holy sh… wow,” you panted. “You like that?” “Um… yes! Couldn’t you tell? I’m quite expressive when I like something,” you said and chuckled, a little embarrassed, but Rich crept up and kissed your lips. “Good. I like that in a woman. I want to know what feels good and less good for you.” “I thought one of the benefits of paying the girl is that you don’t really have to care about her pleasure?” you asked and tilted your head. Rich frowned a little.

 “I thought so too. But now here we are, and I want to make you feel good,” he said and kissed you again before gently pushing you down onto the mattress. “And now… I’m gonna fuck you,” he whispered in your ear. You helped him off with his boxers, and your eyes widened.

“Woah, really? Wow…” you mumbled, making Richard grin. “Yeah… let’s say I’m not insecure about all my bodyparts.” “You certainly shouldn’t be. Now what was that part about fucking me? I wanna feel that big cock inside me… please?” you asked and smiled, leaning up to peck his lips. “Ride me,” he said. You bit your lip and grinned before flipping over. Rich got on his back and spread his legs a little. His cock was hard and resting against his stomach, and damn, his balls were big too. There was nothing small about him at all. 

You straddled him and placed your hands on his chest, then slowly, teasingly you dragged your wet cunt over his cock, making him sigh. “Sweetheart, don’t be a tease,” he mumbled and slid his hands up your thighs. You smiled and gripped his cock, slowly sliding down on it, gasping and wincing a little. You mentally thanked him for making you cum once already, preparing you for this, because fuck he was big… He held your hip with one hand as you eased yourself down on his cock.

You noticed how he licked his lips and looked at your tits, then he ran his hands up your ribs to cup them, pinching your nipples lightly. You closed your eyes and rubbed his arms, slowly starting to move up and down, riding him. He let out a moan and his eyes fell back to your face, meeting your eyes that were slightly glassy.

“You alright, babe?” he asked. “Mmhm, yes, it’s just… god you’re so big. Don’t think I’ve ever had someone this big,” you moaned, making him grin again. Once you’d gotten used to his size, you started moving faster, bouncing up and down, and his eyes moved to your breasts again as they moved with the motion. 

“You’re so fucking beautiful, sweetie, riding me like that, oh god…” Richard breathed out, leaning up to take one of your nipples in his mouth, sucking on it and licking it before kissing your tits and moving to suck on your other nipple. You held onto his hair while he basically worshipped your breasts. He moaned against your skin as you ground down on his cock, bouncing harder. One of his hands came up to grab your hair too, and his other ran up your spine, then down and onto your ass, grabbing it roughly and guiding your movements.

You pushed at his chest lightly, getting him to lay down on his back again. He started caressing your thighs and you supported yourself with your hands on his chest. You basically slammed yourself down on him now, and his eyes fluttered shut, his breathing heavy and his hands tight on your thighs.

“Fuck, sweetheart… oh god… I gotta take you from behind. Please,” he moaned and looked at you. You nodded and got off of him. In seconds he flipped you over onto your knees and got behind you. You wiggled your ass to give him a bit of a show, and without thinking he slapped it rather hard, making you cry out.

“Shit, sorry, I don’t know if you’re into-” “Do it again! Please, spank me again,” you begged and smiled while biting your lip, and he did. His hand came crashing down on your ass one, two, three, four times before he did the same to the other side. Each time you moaned and could feel yourself grow even needier for him. “Pleeaase, fuck me,” you pleaded and pushed back against him. He chuckled and entered you again, not wasting any time now, just pounded into you like a madman, groaning and moaning, driving you wild with desire.

“So fucking perfect,” he panted and slapped your ass again. You arched your back and his hands roamed it, up and down your spine, grabbing your waist, your hips, your ass, and he leaned down to press sloppy kisses onto your neck and shoulders. When he leaned back up straight and kept fucking you, his balls started slapping against your clit with every thrust.

“Ffffffuck!” you burst out, moaning even louder. “God that feels good, oh fuck yeah, Rich... “ Your voice was breaking and he didn’t seem to be able to speak so well either. Your pussy clenched around him, causing him to let out a loud groan. You could tell he was getting close by the way his cock twitched, and you were right there too. He reached around and started rubbing your clit frantically. You bit your lip and screwed your eyes shut, mumbling something about how you were gonna cum.

Richard sped up even more, and finally, you burst, your legs shaking while you came, crying out and moaning his name. Your orgasm took over your senses and you buried your face in the pillow, slumping down on the mattress with a sigh. Richard groaned and grabbed you by the hips, holding you up by your ass, and gripping it tight while he came, spilling himself inside you with a loud moan.

“Shit, princess! Oh god…. Oh that’s good…” he mumbled and leaned down over you, kissing your neck and shoulders before pulling out of you and dropping down next to you.

You had a dopey smile on your face when you rolled over onto your side to watch Richard. He looked like he was still in complete ecstasy, and damn it was beautiful. But then you wondered… was it time for you to leave now? When he had gotten what he wanted? Yeah, it probably was. So you placed a small kiss on his lips before sitting up, but he grabbed your wrist.

“Where are you going?” he asked softly. “I thought I was…” “Don’t go,” he whispered. Your heart melted and the butterflies returned to your stomach. His eyes were compassionate and almost loving, and he stroked your wrist with his fingers. “Please? I’ll buy you that pretty dress if you stay the night. The one I saw you looking at on your phone.” You couldn’t help letting out a little chuckle.

“You don’t have to do that,” you said and crawled back into the bed with him, getting under the covers. “I want to. Now c’mere,” he murmured and pulled you into a tight hug. You smiled and let your fingers trail up his stomach and land on his waist. His skin was warm and slightly sweaty, but he didn’t smell bad. He smelled good, he always did, it was intoxicating, he was intoxicating, and you never wanted to leave this bed, never wanted to leave him… oh god.

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The Lady in the Black Leather (Ch 22)

Catch up here [chapter 21]

Harley, Graham McTavish, Martin Freeman x Amanda

When Graham returned with Phantom, you were dozing. He quietly unhooked the leash and hung it on the handle of the closet. Then came around to the side of your bed.

You cracked open an eye and then looked over at him. He smiled. “Thought ya were sleepin’.” He said.

You shook your head. “Naah, just resting. Can you tell me about your travels and about Scotland?” you ask as Phantom hops up onto your bed and lies down at your feet. You motion for him to ‘come’ and you take his vest off for a while. He lays down at the side of your good leg and takes a nap. You hand the vest to Graham.

He gets a BIG grin on his face and nods. He asks you if your laptop is here and you nod. “It’s in my backpack. I think Scarlett put it in that closet over there.” You tell him.

He walks over to it and hangs Phantom’s vest over the side of the chair, then opens the closet and pulls out your backpack. He opens it up and pulls out your computer and the power cord for it. Then puts the backpack back in the closet and closes the door.

Graham hands you your laptop and swings around the bedside table. He helps you set up the computer and then starts googling different places he has been to and tells you different stories about the places he has seen. You both spent the morning with him sharing stuff like that and you learned a lot about Scotland, New Zealand and Graham.

You look up at the clock when a nurse appears at the door and asks if you’d like to order anything for lunch. You shrug and ask to see the menu. You look at the menu, but nothing really screams “eat me”. So you decline.

Graham chuckles. “Hospital food is never that good anyway. I can go get ya somethin’ Sweetie. What would like?”

You think. How about a Shawarma from Ali Baba’s West Side? I love their food!” you ask. He grins and nods, “Ok, Sweetie, I like their food too! I’ll go see if they’re open. If not, what would ya like?”

“Ohhh…how about a Jacob’s Patty Melt (no onions) from Jacob’s Pickles!!!!” you tell him excitedly. He chuckles and tells you he’ll go see what he can find and will be back in a little bit.

Graham heads out and you recline the bed back a little bit. You doze off for a while trying to catch up on some sleep.

After about a half hour, you hear a soft knock on the door and Phantom’s soft “wuff”.

“Come in” you reply sleepily and move the bed so you’re sitting up more.

You grin when you see Martin, Amanda & Graham come walking in. “Look who I ran into at Jacob’s Pickles!” Graham exclaims.

Amanda giggles and comes to give you a hug. She takes the flowers and balloon Martin was holding and puts it on your bedside table. They were yellow and white daisy-like flowers with purple roses all put in a big, yellow ceramic coffee mug with a huge smiley face on it.

You grin “It’s so bright and sunny!” you exclaim. And chuckle at the ‘get well soon’ balloon with sparkly Band-Aids all over it. “Thank you!!!” you tell them

Martin smiles. “How are you feeling, Harley?” he asks as Amanda puts their flower bouquet on the counter by the sink, since your windowsill was running out of room.

“I’m feeling all right. I’m tired, but that’s cuz the dumb nurses wouldn’t let me sleep for more than 45 minutes at a time. The cop assigned to sit with me finally told them to bugger off and let me sleep for the night.” You giggle.

Martin and Amanda chuckle. “How’s the leg?” Amanda asks.

“It’s sore. I got some nice pain killers, but the Doc said I have to stay off my feet for several days. It’s hard to sit upright, cuz it puts some pressure on the exit wound at the back of my thigh.” You explain. “But I’ll survive.” You say grinning.

“And who is this big ball of fluff?” Amanda says as she holds out her hand for Phantom to smell.

“This is Phantom. My security dog.” You tell her. “Phantom, this is Amanda and that’s Martin, they are our friends, okay?” you tell him.

Martin holds out his hand for Phantom to sniff and Phantom smells his hand too. He licks both Martin’s and Amanda’s hands and lets them pet him. Martin scratches Phantom along the collar and Phantom’s leg starts thumping on the bed making everyone laugh.

“I suppose he should get brushed at some point today… probably outside so his hair doesn’t end up floating all about in here.” You say.

Graham nods. “I’ll take him out and brush him for ye later on, Sweetheart. Don’t worry. Might take him for a good walk too and let him burn off some energy, since he’s been cooped up for a day or so.” He tells you. “And I still gotta work off that effin huge bowl of ice cream Aiden bought us yesterday!” Graham says laughing.

You nod. “Thanks Graham.” You tell him.

Martin and Graham unpack the food they bought and you motion for Phantom to ‘get down’ and he jumps off the bed and goes to his food and water bowls and eats for a bit then goes to lie down on his bed and watches everyone.

Graham rolls the bedside table back in front of you and everyone grabs their food. You frown realizing your coffee and your water are both empty. “Could someone fill this with some water for me?” you ask holding up the water mug the nurse had given you.

Martin hops up and grabs it. He heads out to the nurse’s station for some ice and then fills it with water from the sink, comes back in and hands it back to you.

“Thanks Martin! I didn’t realize they had ice available!” you happily exclaim. He grins and gives you a wink.

“Martin told me about the ‘ice hockey’ game you had played with Richard. We tried it, and I must say it was quite fun!” Amanda giggles. “Thanks for telling him about it!” she tells you.

You grin and see Martin’s face go pink as he takes a bite of his food and Graham just laughs. “I do not want to know!!! So do not say anything!” he tells Martin and Amanda, while grinning from ear to ear.

You and Amanda just smirk and take a bite of your sandwiches. The four of you sit and talk as you eat. Martin and Graham sharing embarrassing stories about their times in New Zealand on set for The Hobbit films.

Once you all are done eating, you ask Graham if he could take some pics of each of the flower bouquets you have gotten. He nods and you hand him your phone and open up the Camera app on it. He goes around the room snapping photos of all the flowers and balloons you have gotten. Then he takes a pic of you with Martin & Amanda, then hands the phone to Martin who snaps a pic with you and Graham.

Amanda takes the phone and shoos Martin to get in the picture and she takes one of you, Graham and Martin as well.

“Oh! Here, Harley. Rich just sent you a text!” she exclaims as she hands you the phone.

“Hi Love! How’s your day going? I’m on lunch right now. Been thinking ‘bout you all morning. How’s Phantom holding up?” he texts.

You reply, “Doing all right. Graham has been keeping me entertained. Got a LOT of flower deliveries! Thanks for the gorgeous roses, Sweetie! I love them! <3 <3 <3” You send to him along with the photos of the flowers you’ve gotten so far.

“Graham got me lunch and Martin and Amanda are here having lunch with me and Graham right now.” you send with the pics of you with them.

He replies, “Glad you’re being entertained. Miss you! Bed was too cold last night without you in it. ☹” he replies.

“Awwww, miss you too Honey! Phantom says ‘hi!’ and Graham took him outside a little while ago. Phantom’s been really good and is enjoying his doggy bed.” You reply and snap a pic of Phantom watching you all with a lovesick puppy look.

Richard replies, “Awww! He looks so bored! Didn’t Graham and Lee get him any toys to play with?”

You ask Graham if they got Phantom any toys to play with. He gets up and finds the bag with the toys in it. He pulls out the squeaky mallard duck and the rope toy. Phantom’s head pops up and his tail starts wagging. “wuff” he says quietly.

Graham chuckles and cuts off the tags for the duck then tosses it to Phantom who catches it and starts shaking it back and forth, making the thing squeak. Graham tries to take it away and they end up in a tug of war, making everyone laugh till they are crying.

Finally, Phantom loses his grip on the toy and it goes flying into Graham’s chest. You laugh when you see the astonished look on Graham’s face. Martin and Amanda are practically rolling on the floor they are laughing so hard and Phantom just gives Graham and you this cheeky look and he goes back to his bed and lays down.

You Text back to Richard, ‘Yes, they got him some toys, just forgot to take them out of the bag. He just played tug of war with Graham and a squeaky mallard duck. Phantom tugged then let go of it and it went flying back and hit Graham square in the chest. Graham had an astonished look on his face & Phantom looked at him cheekily and went to lie down on his bed. LOL!!!!”

You get a text back with “ROTFLOL and a laughing while crying emoji. Wish I could’ve seen that one! Back to work, Sweetie. See you in a few hours when I’m done for the day. Xoxo Rich”

Graham chuckles and tosses Phantom the duck. It lands on his foot and Phantom shoves it off to the side of the bed and noses it till it lands on the floor next to the bed and out of the way. Graham looks over at Martin and Amanda and shakes his head. “Awww, come on, it wasn’t THAT funny!” he states, frowning.

They crack up again and laugh some more. “Oh! I wish I would’ve recorded that, Graham!” Martin finally gets out. “The look of utter shock on your face was priceless when he let go of the duck and it hit you square in the chest!” he says and starts giggling again.

Graham rolls his eyes and looks at you. You’re giggling and trying to be quiet, but lose it when he turns his glare on you. “Oh, lighten up Pops! He was just playing, but I do think he did that on purpose. He had such a cheeky look on his face!” you say giggling again.

Graham smiles at seeing you giggling once again. “Well as long as it gets you to smile, then I guess I can’t be too mad at him.” Graham replies. “Though, we should probably get things cleaned up. Rich said the lawyer was to be here for 1:30pm.” He tells you.

You nod, then decide you should probably get some help to the restroom. You call for the nurse while Graham, Martin & Amanda clean things up. The nurse helps you out of bed and hands you crutches. She checks the bullet wounds and then helps you to the restroom.

You don’t notice the looks on your friends’ faces when they see your bare legs and all the scars on them. Graham is surprised and frowns. Martin looks at Graham then at Amanda. Amanda shrugs and looks at you worried.

When you get into the bathroom and the door is closed, Martin finally asks quietly what they all are thinking. “Where did she get all those scars from?”

Graham shrugs and rubs his beard. “I have no idea. They look old though. Like she’s had them for a while.”

Amanda says quietly. “My guess is she either has been abused by her ex-boyfriends, or she had a cutting habit. It’s not really any of our business, though. If she wants to share about it, she will, in time. No prodding!” She tells them while pointing a finger at each of them in warning. “It’s probably why she is in pants all the time.”

Graham thinks back to when you had been trying on the skirts and dresses. “I don’t recall seeing them though when she was trying on the skirts at the store the first day I met her. She had bare legs then!

Amanda chuckles, “Graham, there are nylons that we wear that are skin tone colored. They are designed to hide things like scars, tattoos, and other imperfections we don’t want the world to see when we wear dresses and skirts. She probably had a pair on when she was shopping, figuring she would be trying on skirts and dresses.” She replies.

They finish cleaning up the room and you come hobbling out on the crutches and stop at the sink to wash your hands. Then you groan and hobble over to the bed. You lower it a little so you can sit on the edge and scoot yourself back.

You hand the crutches to Amanda and she leans them against the wall.

“God, I hate these shorts!” you reply with a laugh, feeling some kind of tension in the air, but not being sure what caused it. “Don’t they have anything in black or a little better fitting!” you say giggling.

It seems to break the tension and Graham and Martin chuckle. “What, Blue not your color?” Martin teases.

You grin, “Not this hideous shade of it, no! I feel like I’m swimming in them!” you reply giggling. You look down and sigh. “I suppose you’re wondering how I got all the scars.” You say quietly.

They all look at each other nervously. You see their uncertainty.

“It’s okay. You’re my friends, and you deserve to know.” You explain.

“Honey, you don’t have to tell us if you aren’t comfortable doing so.” Amanda tells you. “We’ll understand and won’t be upset.”

“It’s okay. I don’t mind.” You reply. “They are from my old boyfriends. They used me as their plaything and treated me horribly. I didn’t realize it was abnormal, until a Doctor asked about it when I went in for a physical. My exes were into, what did the Doctor call it??? They were into BDSM, and I ended up being the naïve victim…I guess you could say.

I didn’t know any better and believed what they had told me. It’s how I got such a high pain tolerance, how I can drink the strongest whiskey the Squawking Raven has. It hurts, but my brain doesn’t react to the pain anymore.” You explain. “It registers it, but just goes, ‘Meh’, and doesn’t send a signal to react to it.”

Your friends stare at you for a moment then look at each other wide-eyed. “Wow. You really have been through the wringer, haven’t you!” Amanda says quietly. “Well stick with Rich, Sweetheart. He’ll never treat you like that.” She tells you. “He’s always been a sweet man and very, very kind.” She encourages.

You nod. “I hope to. I’ve never had someone treat me the way he does. I still feel like I fell into some dream and keep waiting to wake up.” You say sheepishly as you tuck your legs back under the blankets. You wince a couple times from moving your injured leg, but don’t let it bug you too much.

“Well, Harley, we gotta get going. We still have a bunch of errands to run today.” Martin tells you. “Thanks for letting us come and crash your lunch.” He says grinning. “And please do stay with Rich. We haven’t seen him so happy in a very long time. You’re good for each other.” He tells you and gives you a hug. Amanda does too.

“Thanks, you two.” You reply. “You can come crash my parties any time. I’m stuck here for the next week according to the Doc.” You sigh.

They grin and nod. “We’ll come visit again.” They both promise and wave goodbye.

Graham chuckles at them as they leave. He sits down and looks at you. “Sweetie, does Rich know about these scars on your legs?” he asks.

You nod. “Yeah. He saw them the other night when he offered me the shirt and sweatpants for pajamas.

Graham nodded. “If you don’t mind me asking, how did he react? Did you tell him how you got them?” he asks.

You sigh. “I think he was upset at first. He seemed to be seething and trying to control his temper. He reached over, pulled me against him and just held me close. I could hear his heart pounding in his chest and him growling as I told him how I got the scars. He seemed to calm down though after we were able to talk about it.

I could tell he wanted to pummel my ex though when he saw him at Aiden’s, before my ex pulled the gun on us. Rich grabbed me and held me close behind him as he backed us up to the car. His heart was racing, and he had one hand in a tight fist, like he wanted to just beat the guy to a bloody pulp.” You explain to Graham.

Graham nodded. “Well, Sweetheart, that’s understandable. I think if I would’ve known about this earlier, I may have done it for him. When I came out and saw you laying there in Rich’s arms and the look on his face I was ready to strangle the guy, but Phantom had the guy’s arm in his mouth and was sitting on him, growling, so I let Phantom handle him. I just punched the other guy to keep him knocked out till the cops got there.

We were so scared he had shot you someplace that was more critical, though the Doc said the bullet just barely missed your main artery, so you were lucky. Somehow, he missed Rich’s leg though and hit yours. We still can’t figure that one out!” Graham informs you.

You shrug. “Lucky shot, I guess.”

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