Aftermath: A Purge story (closed for Cum_Inside)

"Yeah, I really don't care why you're doing it, so long as you make me cum and swallow it all." He ran his fingers through her hair, almost being tender while savoring this moment. The power he had over Harmony. It felt just good as when he had her bent over that table.

This is what had been missing. This is why he couldn't knock Alyson up. Why random hook ups and even hiring a porn star for a day to just act like she was being forced didn't work. None of it was real. Ally was submitting herself to Jared, now she was desperate for his cock and wanted nothing more than to have his child.

He'd established himself as the Alpha to her previous lover, so of course she was groveling at his feet. Hook ups left or threatened to call the cops when things got uncomfortable for them and the tiny twenty something blonde was acting, but she was still in control.

Not Harmony. Jared was in control. She didn't want to do this, but she didn't have much of a choice. Unlike Alyson who sucked Jared's cock for approval, Harmony was sucking it out of spite and that was already starting to inch him towards the edge.

"Oh, fuck that's good."
 
The bulbous head was heavy on her tongue and the damn thing wasn’t even fully hard yet, but as Harmony suckled on the tip and stroked the base of the shaft she felt him growing thicker in her mouth. As he did Harmony allowed more of her lips to split around the length, alternating with the way she would pull back and trace the spongy bounding veins with her tongue in between strokes. It didn’t take long before she was bobbing her head on him fairly rapidly in hopes that he might get off sooner, her lips sliding down to the flesh of his growing and pressing her nose into his well-trimmed pubes. Swallowing around him, Harmony worked her throat in every possible way to encourage him blowing his load.

Rolling and squeezing at his balls while she sucked, Harmony was relieved when his grip tightened in her hair even more and Jared held her still and began to feed her his dick down her throat with firm drives of his hips while he murmured obscenities and generally was very vocal about his enjoyment. That was something about Jared; she always knew if he liked the sexual things he forced her into because of his penchant for being pretty open with the things he said during sex. She never had to wonder if she was doing something right in the bedroom and it all led up to her learning the tips and tricks to her him off ass soon as possible for she wanted to be anywhere but here.
 
As she took him down her throat Jared groaned loudly for a moment, then stifled his voice realizing someone may be able to hear. He clearly didn't want anyone to know what was going on down here but pleasure had won out for a moment.

"Goddamn, you're husbands so fucking lucky. Yes. Yes, just like that! Oh fuck. You're going to make me cum, baby. Fuck, yes. Oh, you want it! You want it all, baby."

He started to breath faster, his hands grabbing her head and hips pumping as he fucked her face. "Oh fuck. Oh fuck! Here is comes. I'm cumming. I'm cummin-" He choked out and gasp that sounded almost painful. An explosion of jizz gagged Harmony with it's volume, but another and another followed.

Jared's ball painfully emptied down Harmony's throat for what felt like too long. People might have started to wonder what was going on. Worse, they might be coming down right now.

In reality it only took a few minutes for Jared to explode, and what the load lacked in duration it made up for in volume. Grabbing the shelf to remain standing he gasped but made no motions to pull his cock from Harmony's lips. She could do that on her own.

"Fuck, I've been trying to cum for days now. It's like I can't get off anymore unless I'm inside you somehow." He let out a breath and moved his hands to put his pants and prick back in order.
 
She rose to her feet stiffly and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand like nothing had ever happened even if some of his cum had dripped from the corners of her mouth. Only some of her lipstick had smudged in the process but not enough to alert anyone that anything untoward has gone on. She rolled her eyes at his dramaticism and began to turn for the stairs.

“That’s ridiculous. Don’t talk such nonsense, Goldwing. Now can you hurry? My husband would like to know the state of his investments and I’m suddenly feeling a bit sick,” she commented in a blasé manner.

Once she was sure she’d cleaned all the evidence she began to walk away but the bitter taste of his sperm remained coating the inside of her tastebuds and the creamy consistency felt thick against the roof of her mouth even despite swallowing mostly all of it minus a few wayward spurts.
 
The night continued without anymore digressions from business. The Scotch was good, Jared made a great impression on Cameron and Mr. Goldwing did sign off to invest almost a million for only 15% of the profits.

When the were dropped off, Cameron grabbed Harmony and kissed her on the back of the neck the moment the front door was closed. "God, babe, this doesn't feel real. We're doing so good right now." He pressed his hips to her rear, much like Jared had down when she was on that table, and let his hands roam over her stomach and breast.

"The only thing that would make this night perfect is to make love to you."
 
Even just down to the positioning and the way he groped her caused her to flashback to that night. Harmony squeezed her eyes shut and tried to pretend her heart wasn't pounding in fear but when Cameron reached for her skirt and yanked the zipper down to pull the fabric from her body, Hrmony couldn't help but let out a paniced whimper. She felt Cameron immediately freeze, knowing that he was trying to peak around her to see the expression on her face to give him a clue as to what was going on.

Harmony cleared her throat and spun around, pushing him down onto the sofa and immediately climbing into his lap to bury her face in his neck and grind against his hardening shaft. At least this way she had some modicum of control even if she really did not want to be having sex at all, let alone after she'd just swallowed her rapist's cum mere hours ago. She hoped he would not try to kiss her because she wasn't sure that even the sharp flavour of the booze on her tongue would cover the salty taste of sperm left behind on her palate.

With one hand, Harmony popped open his button and exposed his cock, immediately rising up to place him at the entrance to her pussy, hoping that this was over sooner rather than later.

She hid her tears in the shoulders of his dress-shirt as she began to ride him.
 
Cameron groaned and let his hands roam over Harmony's body. He said no words, letting the tempo of his grunts inform her of when he was close. Not wanting children this soon, Cameron often let Harmony decided when and where his cum would end up.

Her mouth, back, tummy or deep in her. It was all her choice. What she had total control over. She only knew when it was indicating he was close and within a few minutes his, "Ah-ah-oh..." sequence told her it was going to be over in the next few seconds.

With Cameron sex was never a long or theatrical event. Sometimes there was kissing, something there was a pause if he wanted to last longer. But most of the time it was vanilla and more the reason for cuddling until they fell asleep.

When he finally came he fell back on the couch and caught his breath, his heart pounding like a jack hammer in his chest. "Wow. That was hot, sweetheart. That was amazing." He smiled and looked his fiancee over as if seeing her for the first time.
 
With her frozen in discomfort at the horrific flashback, Harmony didn’t get the chance to tell him not to cum inside her until it was too late - she felt the warmth of it leaking down the fleshy centres of her thighs and cringed, whole body taut as a bowstring. With her head bowed away from his view, Harmony pulled away.

The pull-out method had never been safe, she was well aware. There was something so hot about playing Russian roulette with her husband’s potency but now Harmony just felt gross. She wanted to be on birth control and she didn’t want to play this game anymore. Harmony was so lucky not to have gotten herself knocked up by Jared Goldwing on Purge night.

Harmony forced a smile, righting herself and dabbing tentatively at the mess between her legs with tender fingertips to assess the damage.

“Yeah, so good baby,” she enthused, fake excitement ringing in her voice. She hoped he didn’t pick up on that.
 
He tried to kiss her, lips landing next to the corner of her mouth. "Come on. Let's get in the shower and get ready for bed. Go ahead and get in, I'll join you in a moment." Cameron cupped her rear and gave it a playful squeeze.

-=-

It would have almost been a week, before Harmony had to deal with Jared again. This time in a greeting card mailed to her. Cameron had even left it for her with other other mail. The card looked as if it was sent from a relative and may have been an invitation to some event. But the moment Harmony looked inside it was, indeed, an invitation but it also included a still from what must have been a security camera in the basement of the Goldwing's cellar.

"Did I forget a birthday or something?" Cameron asked, walking past to get a beer from the fridge. As far as he knew it could be anything, including a photo that Jared clearly intended to blackmail her with.
 
“Nah, just a card from work about a staff party they’re throwing for one of the girls,” she lied immediately, amazed at how easily the words came to her. “Nothing fancy to see here. I’ll just tell them tomorrow if I’m going or not.”

Harmony chucked the card into the recycling bin, photo and all. She did make a mental note of the location and date that Jared expected to see her, wandering around the island to kiss Cameron in the cheek. It sketched her out that she was now receiving mail from him so boldly at her home address; Cameron could have easily opened the card and gotten an eyeful of something she hoped he never found out about. She fought a shiver of dread.

“It’s all good, Cam. Why don’t we go down the road and get that Thai food you like?”
 
"Really? Okay. That's sounds awesome." He kissed her on the lips, chaste and tender. At dinner Cameron told her all about this new designs that he was working on. Including sub basement, poured concrete version of the safe room which would be a cheaper alternative to the ballistic wire mess windows of his original design. The only issue that had come up was people with claustrophobia.

The next few days passed with increasing tension. The day that Harmony was to meet Jared, at a fancy hotel of all placed, was still approaching. Like a Sword of Damocles just waiting to fall and shatter everything important to Harmony. It was almost as if he'd picked something nearly a week later to prolong the wait and building dread.

"You okay, sweetheart?" Cameron asked as he came up from Harmony and gave her a hug and shoulder kiss.
 
For the next few days she continued to brush her fiancé off, briskly announcing that she was fine whenever he asked. Harmony even went as far as to pick up some extra shifts at the hospital to ensure that she was out of the house more often but when her enforced “date” with Jared rolled around she couldn’t run anymore. As she dressed in a simple pencil skirt and bright yellow sunny blouse to ward off bad vibes, she lied to her lover for the hundredth time that week.

“Meredith is just having the girls over for dinner and drinks. It will be boring for you and probably a lesson in self-torture if you want to listen to a room full of nurses tell their best party jokes,” she warned. It was enough to scare him off momentarily so Harmony turned her back to him and grabbed her clutch purse.

“I might stay over if I get too tipsy baby. Don’t worry about me - I may be home tonight but you’ll likely see me in the morning.”

She stepped in close and leaned up to peck his mouth softly, pulling away before he could deepen the kiss at all. She had to get going now before she lost her nerve. The door seemed to slam shut behind her even if it just latched smoothly, her anxiety amplifying each and every sensation.

Sitting in her vehicle in the parking garage of the opulent hotel (of which Harmony couldn't afford in any life time), she took a deep breath and tried to calm herself.

As she swiped the executive card for the hotel elevator to take her to the penthouse where she had been instructed that Mr. Goldwing waited for her, Harmony felt the pounding of her heart threatening to burst free from her rib cage. The only thing that settled it for even just a few seconds was the terrifying moment the elevator climbed to the top of the high-rise and opened onto a cavernous modern interior to the VIP suite.

Not for the last time she muttered a curse to herself.

“Fuck but I wish he would have just killed me.”
 
Jared was fixing a drink at the wet bar when he saw and smiled at Harmony. "Hey, babe." It was as if they were more than rapist and victim, "I have some amazing news regarding your husbands start up business."

He poured her a strong drink of her own and set it on the bar so she could come and get it. Jared was wearing a tux with no tie, and his scruff was just a hint above five o'clock shadow. "I hope you don't mind. I took the liberty of ordering us dinner."

He gestured to the large table and the covered dishes. "Steamed Lobster, and garlic truffle fries. We have wine if you don't want Scotch and the best part?" He leaned in conspiratorially, "You don't have to blow me tonight." He winked and gestured to the table.

--

Once Harmony proved she was willing to at least sit and eat, drink that she was allowed to make herself if desired, in hand Jared started to talk as if this was a perfectly innocent dinner. "It so happens, I've recently met a man by the name of Augustine LeBeau. Gus, to his friends. He's interested in buying some American companies and we have the chance to suggest he buy, the kind of company that would help Cameron reduce his costs, increase his profit margin and make himself and father a wealthy man.

"The only question is; Should I secure the deal and take a cut or do YOU want to secure the deal and turn that cut into pure profit?" He smiled, at some of the amazing food and waited. He assumed that Harmony would figure out that there would be a cost, on her part, to have the better outcome.
 
Watching him lounge back in the chair with his mile-long legs extended and the glass of amber Scotch dangling from well-manicured fingers, Harmony weighed her option. Nothing worth it ever came free and that lesson was double important with a snake like this. She was well aware that he would only give her what she wanted if she offered him the same deal; tit for tat.

With her napkin folded in her lap, Harmony leaned forward and placed her elbows on the table with her hands clasped together in front of her.

“Do tell - what cut would you expect? And what is the cost of doing the work myself, Goldwing? What horrid ideas do you have swimming around in that calculating mind of yours that I should know about? You say you don’t want me to blow you but there has to be another reason a man with money wastes his time with charity cases off the street and doesn’t expect sex. I’m not stupid,” Harmony intoned.

After her mini rant, Harmony reached for her own glass of liquor and downed it in one big swallow, Scotch burning a trail of liquid fire down her throat. She didn’t trust herself to him on a good day and especially not drunk but she had a feeling this would be a long night if she didn’t start early.
 
"No, you're not. It's one of the many things I like about you." Jared ate some, cleaned his lips and took a drink. "If you want me to talk to Gus and seal the deal, I'll have him raise his material costs by 15% to cover the kickback he'll be giving me. So, when Cameron orders $20k in materials, Gus can either offer him the same materials for $16k or the part where I get my cut and it's $18.4."

He leaned on the table with a smile, "The only difference is, you save over two grand by letting Gus and two of his friends fuck you on camera. You can wear a mask of course, and he'll never know it was you. I would. You're husband might. But honestly, babe? Part of me hopes you don't take it. Not because I want the money, but because I really don't want to share."

Jared shrugged, "Either way I win and you get fucked." He laughed at his own joke.
 
She pondered that. Neither option sounded okay at all but Harmony was anything but a slut - she didn’t want to offer her body to more men than she had to. It had nothing to do with wanting to appease Jared’s possessive mentality at all, though she realized that the happier he was the easier life would be for her.

The cut Jared would take would be negligible, in all actuality. The project would still be a huge jump in profit from anything Cameron had been doing up until this point and the notoriety gained was almost worth more than than the money they walked away with. It was definitely something to consider, though she was pretty certain she was willing to write the latter option off with little to no forethought.

“Two grand is not worth my pride. I don’t even want your hands on my body on a good day but if you’re going to be slinging money my way I’ll put up with it,” she shrugged, sugary sweet smile gracing her lips.

The more he talked and made no moves to “harass” her sexually in any way, the more Harmony relaxed and actually enjoyed the luxurious meal she had been given. The Scotch certainly helped; by drink number three Harmony was feeling pretty limber and fairly agreeable, watching him across the table with genuine curiosity. Why did the most physically attractive people seem to have the most rotten cores? Beauty was wasted on Jared, though Harmony could see why women would drop their panties for him. Why on earth did he think he needed to rape and pillage and blackmail to achieve his goals?

Absentmindedly swirling the Scotch around in the glass, Harmony couldn’t help but bite her lip and look him over from head to toe. There was something to be said from a powerful man who advertised his masculinity so plainly in the cut of his perfectly tailored suit and shadow of stubble on her jaw. Not only that, but one that was so bold to do heinous things to women and also record said things. He was ballsy.

It was a huge change for Harmony; Cameron was fairly mousy and much the opposite of Jared. Of course just based on financials and social standing, but also personality wise. She wasn’t used to a man taking control and even if it had struck her as abrasive that tragic night now it just shone through as confidence, which Harmony had always found sexy.

And he knew it, that prick, as he curled his lips in a devilish smirk and ensured their gazes stayed locked as they chatted and ate.
 
Halfway through her second glass, Jared stopped talking about work and contracts. By the time she started her third, Jared had been telling stories about adventures in his past. How he wanted to be a Ninja when he was a kid, not knowing anything he didn't see from movies. His father 's refusal to let him learn sports of any kind and how he had to move out and live in Japan, on his own, for a year to learn martial arts.

He talked about how he thought Alyson was the love of his life, then she broke his heart twice. In fact, he avoided anything threatening or sexual the entire night. For Jared this was the closest thing to a date with Harmony he thought he'd ever have and he wanted to enjoy it.

Since seeing her on that street corner he had become kind of a obsessed with her. The truth was, they weren't supposed to even be having this moment. She should have been dead, or he shouldn't keep thinking about her so much.

"My father didn't even want me in the family bushiness. I don't think he wanted me to work at all, because he worked so hard his whole life. Me being a slacker was some kind of nihilistic victory for him. Unless, his plan has been to make me this hard working the entire time." Jared stopped as if truly thinking that one over.

"What about you? Why did you pick the job you do now?"
 
The things he was saying to her made her uncomfortable in an odd way. This was different than the typical way he spoke to her or treated her. It was more open and she could feel the honesty shining through as he imparted to her knowledge about his life so far. It was the sign of a vulnerable man but she was so uncertain as to why he was putting himself out there like this.

It felt more like a date and that made her belly flop.

As she picked at the last vestiges of her lobster, Harmony debated on how sincere she wanted to be in her response. It did seem that if he was offering her this chance at a polite conversation she should take advantage of that.

“It’s nothing complicated really. I’ve always wanted to help people and I had a sick fascination with medical procedures my entire life. It only seemed like the best fit. I don’t want to be in charge of every single aspect of a person’s health like a doctor might but I do enjoy having my hands in that pot,” she finally said. “And Cameron is the farthest thing from self sufficient. He needs someone assertive to look after him and patch him up when he does something stupid, which is pretty common. You learn to be assertive very quickly as a nurse.”
 
Jared listened and nodded. Checking the time he finally said, "Well, I appreciate you taking the time to meet with me. I need to go meet wit Gus and tell him..." He thought for a moment then shrugged, "That I don't want a cut of the profits. Honestly? I don't need them, and I like your integrity."

He shrugged, "I don't know. Maybe it's the scotch talking. But... I think your and your man deserved the full discount." He stood, putting his cloth napkin over his plate. "Feel free to order desert or whatever. It's all charged to the room which is paid for."

He didn't approach her, or even offer a hand shake. He just nodded his head in a partial bow and started to leave.

-=-=-=-
Once gone, Jared did just as he had said. He found Gus, waiting for an update and slightly disappointed that he wouldn't get to fuck a total stranger. Jared still pitched the idea and agreed to give Gus time to think it over. But this bothered Jared, he had made Harmony a promise, and he was now determined to deliver.

In frustration he went home, went to his workshop and hate fucked Alyson for the rest of the night.
 
Harmony laid in bed next to her husband and stared at the ceiling for most of the evening once she returned home. She had not had dessert, so intent on puzzling out the mystery that was Jared. The man she had seen tonight was someone entirely different than the man she had experienced before and she was at a loss. What had changed since held last seen her and had her suck him off in his parent’s wine cellar the other night?

She didn’t know.

She had also seen the slightly softer look in his eyes as he watched her, dark orbs glimmering with something she might have called fondness if she didn’t know better. Everything about him had been more relaxed tonight and it caught her off guard. Harmony had to admit that she’d had a nice date night with a man she had never imagined being able to tolerate. The conversation was flowing and smooth and never once had she been fearful of what he might do to her — it was alien, but tonight Harmony had felt as though she trusted Jared to take care of her needs.

Harmony fell asleep with a smile on her face.
 
It was Cameron who broke the news a week later. "Sweetie, I know you're about to get off shift but we have to celebrate. I just signed a deal with Augustine LeBeau who purchased a small construction company. If I use his guys, exclusively, we can reduce overhead and still be in the green. Mr. Goldwing was so please he said we have to join he and his wife for dinner at the Golden Lion. Some upscale Japanese restaurant that has their stock flown in from Japan." He sounded as excited as a kid going to meet Santa.

"I'll understand if your too tired but, sweetheart, Mr. Goldwing is buying and we probably won't be able to eat at this place again for a long time."
 
She did her best to pretend like she had no idea about the orchestration of the deal, turning to him with a big smile and a sweet kiss.

“That’s amazing Cam! I’m so excited. This is going to be a great start for us. You can tell Mr. Goldwing that we’ll be there.”

Would Jared be there, too?

Harmony imagined he would be considering how instrumental he was on getting this contact all signed, sealed and delivered. She couldn’t deny that she was thankful to him for that even if she was bitter that the monster who had raped her was also the one she was beholden to. Maybe that night had switched something inside him? There was no explaining his change of heart.

She wondered if he would show up as that same man she had been on a date with the other night or the one she never wanted to see again. It would certainly be an experience, but at least she’d be surrounded by other people in case he did decide to act up. She was perfectly safe.
 
It was only the parents of Jared after all. Mr. Goldwing insisted on Fugu, despite his wife reminding him that it still kills 6 people a year. "My dear, you think Purge night was an original idea? The NFFA knew that only by letting people take great risk would all benefit from the high reward."

Mr. Goldwing looked to Harmony, then Cameron and smiled, "Let's play a game. Let's pretend that, in my will, at the time of my death, all of my stock in your company gets transferred to your wife." Goldwing was watching Cameron for a reaction, and while his words sounded like a playful hypothetical, his wife stiffened as if not pleased to hear him speaking this way.

"Now, personally, I exercise. I visit my doctor regularly. I'm in excellent health and more likely to be killed by shark over this meal will kill me. But if it does," he looked to Harmony now, "You will be the co-owner of your husbands company and all the profits of it."

"Stop it." Mrs. Goldwing said, touching his arm. He ignored her and continued.

"Tell me, Harmony. Do you see a problem with me risking my life on a dish that probably won't kill me? Or do you agree with my wife, in that the potential cost is too great?"

-=-=-=-=-=-=-
Jared checked the time, knowing Harmony and Cameron should be sitting down his parents about now. He looked back at the main room and started taking photos with his cellphone. He focused on books, shelves and decorations. Anything that could hide a camera.

Next he found a couple of laptops but wasn't about to guess who each belonged to. It didn't matter, as he plugged in an external drive and booted to the USB devices. From there he was able to use the program his IT guys had cooked up for him and began scanning for and downloading all the 'good stuff' leaving system files and temp files alone.

While the first laptop downloaded Jared found the bedroom. He took pictures of the lamps, bed, night stands. He paused wondering what side of the bed Harmony slept on and touched the mattress as if he could try and feel which one it was.

Giving up, he blamed the black nitrile glove and continued to take pictures of the rest of the room. Even events and the crown molding. He wanted options for anywhere he could put a spy camera. Next was the bathroom but he wasn't interested in anything outside of the mirror and the shower. He wondered if he could get a replacement shower head fabricated with a camera in it.

Taking a photo he grew hard thinking about having videos of Harmony bathing or showering. He didn't have time for this so continued on. Pictures of clothes and without being able to help himself he searched until he found her panty drawer. Opening it further he looked through, found a pair that reminded him of the night they met... met? The night he raped her. He grew harder and checked the time.

Going back he put the first laptop back while using the external on the other one. With time to kill he went back and took pictures of the products in the shower and medicine cabinet. Not seeing birth control pills but seeing a box with a few condoms remaining excited Jared. The idea of Harmony pregnant made him so hard he had no choice but to use the panties he was going to steal as masturbation assistance instead.

Wrapping his cock in the silk and lace he stroked himself until he came on a towel he'd put at the foot of their marriage bed. Taking a second pair of panties and wrapping up his mess to leave no trace, Jared took the external hard drive. Put the laptop back and turned off the lights before leaving.

His work here was done for the night. He'd have to come back again anyway.
 
Harmon listened carefully. She wasn’t too pleased about the way the conversation had taken a slide toward the Purge whether it was an off-handed comparison or not but dinner was just dinner. Lots of people got food poisoning each year but rarely anyone died from it, though sometimes they wish they had.

Harmony shrugged.

“It’s just dinner. No reason to be so morbid here tonight, folks. But regardless, Cameron and I share everything. I don’t see what the problem would be. There is risk in everything we do but we do it and move on. An accident couple happen to anyone at anytime. You would drive yourself crazy wondering what could be so why bother doing it?”

Except that they didn’t share everything - months down the road Cameron had no idea that another man had touched his wife sexually, even if it had been against her will. Cameron had no idea that they’d only gotten this deal because she got down on her knees and sucked off Jared Goldwing right under her husband’s nose. He didn’t know his wife was being stalked.

Initially, she had been scared he may turn his back on her. Now it just felt like a secret she needed to keep to herself. The world didn’t need to know about Jared’s preoccupation with her.

****

Dinner had been swell but as Harmony shed her clothing and dug through her panty drawer for a new set (navy lace) she narrowed her eyes in concentration. Her favourite underwear were not in the drawer though they should have been. She was pretty certain that she had washed them and put them away after laundry the other day but with a shake of her head she decided that she had not after all and grabbed a random pair. Sliding them up over her hips, Harmony crawled into bed on the left side.

She was fast asleep before Cameron joined her, fresh from his shower.
 
The Goldwing's returned home, both alive though the Mrs. was ready to kill her husband.

Across town Jared threw his jizz covered items in a metal bin and set fire to them. Later he'd crush the bin and dispose of it. Paranoid? Sure, but with good reason. It wasn't Purge night and what he was doing was technically illegal. After that he spend most of the night calling some of his less moral and more greedy connections to put the next phase of his plan into motion.

-=-=-

The following month, Harmony was told she had a patient waiting for her in one of the room. Her coworker explained, "He says you know the most about his medical history." they shrugged and handed her the file and walked away.

It was Jared, according to the paperwork.

Jared, dressed causal but still sharp, smiled when she came in. "Hey." He gave her a flirty smile, "Now, don't worry. I won't visit your work, but I wanted to see you again. I have tickets to Phantom of the Opera and thought you might like to go. Just us. No parents, no husband. Just us... you know... to celebrate me getting your husband that big discount."
 
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