Free Gator by Amanda Anderson Page A

sometimes it’s hard for the brothers.  I just need to know.  You know, after the baby I won’t be able to…”
    Gator froze.  He kept her hips pinned to the bed and lifted up on his elbows so he could look down at her.
    “I will not stray from you Tiffany.  I know what babies mean, but it’s just you I want.”
    “If that changes…”
    “It won’t.”  He made his voice strong so she would believe him.
    “But if it does, just tell me.  I’d rather know than feel stupid when I find out later.”
    He moved within her and then stopped again.
    “I promise.  But it won’t happen.  I expect the same promises from you.  I hate lies.  Hate everything that goes with them.  You want to fuck someone, you come out and say so.  I’ll see how to work it out for you, I won’t like it, but I won’t be made a fool either.”
    He tried to get a handle on his anger.  She didn’t know about his past and she wouldn’t understand it right now, but his blood was boiling at the thought of anyone touching her now, after tonight it couldn’t happen.
    “If I ever catch you or find out you’ve gone behind my back, I’ll kill him or her and I’ll make you watch.”
    He pushed into her harder than he should have and she gasped, but he couldn’t help it, he was being burned by images from his past.  Being in this house wasn’t helping.  Ghosts were everywhere, calling him a fool. 
    Blaming him…
    He slammed into Naughty again and again and she took his rage and paid him for it.  Her nails dug into his back and her teeth bit into him wherever she could reach.
    “Get it out baby.  Get it out and let it rest.”  She said when he finally collapsed on her again.
    He heard Fox grumble about trying to sleep next to a porno set and he shook his head. 
    “I’m sorry.”  He whispered as Naughty ran her fingers through his hair.  “You didn’t deserve that.”
    She let out a breathless laugh.  “Why the hell not?  You know I’ve let out my own issues by riding your dick.  What’s the difference?”
    “The difference is I can take it, I deserve it, you don’t.”  He felt like grit for treating her that way.
    She wrapped him in her arms and kissed the top of his head.
    “You didn’t hurt me.  That wasn’t the worst I’ve had, not even from you.  I don’t know why you are so upset by this.  I got off, I’m happy.”
    “It’s this fucking house.  You don’t belong here among all these fucking ghosts.”
    He felt her take a deep breath.  “Maybe you should tell me about them.”
     

 
     
     
    15
     
     
    Naughty sat on a blanket on a patch of green grass near the river, but not too close.  Gator had refused to talk about his ghosts in the house, to give them more power, so they had gotten up and taken a drive.  She was tired and the warm sun made her want to curl up and nap, but the look in Gator’s eyes chilled her until she broke out in goose bumps all over.
    “Gator, please, just tell me.”  She begged, but he didn’t seem to know how to start.  “Pick one ghost to start with.”
    He nodded. 
    “Coraline.  I’ll start with her.”
    Naughty watched Gator struggle with his thoughts as his jaw hardened.  He sniffed then and met her eyes.
    “She was my little girl.” 
    Naughty watched the man she loved, the man that was so strong, break in front of her eyes.  He was on his knees in front of her and he was just so broken.  His eyes filled with tears and he looked down at his hands and shook his head.
    She reached out to him and pulled him to her.  He buried his head in her lap and sobbed out his grief.
    “She don’ blame me like she should, but I can’t stop thinkin’ I could have done somethin’.  I can still see her pretty little curls shining in the sun like little golden rings.  She had big blue eyes too.  I knew she wasn’t mine since the day she was born, but I couldn’t make myself care.  She was like my own little angel that I could hold and love and she