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said. “Yeah. I do. I really do.”
     
    The date was wonderful. The best Allie had ever been on. It was… sweet. They held hands in line, they held hands during the movie, they leaned on each other and enjoyed being close to each other.
     
    He didn’t try to grope her or grab her, he didn’t even try and kiss her.
     
    The movie was fun, a silly action flick with plenty of explosions, but she barely paid attention to it.
     
    She was focused on the feel of his skin against hers, how warm and strong and present he was.
     
    They left the theater and walked together back to the motel to gather Allie’s things. It took ages to walk the mile or so, because they stopped so often to simply hold each other.
     
    “Can I kiss you?” Jesse finally asked.
     
    “Damn straight,” Allie said, tilting her face up to his.
     
    His kiss was soft, gentle, questing. She yielded to him and he held her tightly in his arms. It felt to Allie like she was coming home, finally, like she’d found her rightful place in the world.
     
    “Come on,” he said, leaning his forehead against hers after a few more long moments of intimacy. “Let’s get you moved outta that motel.”
     
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DANIEL
     
    He had a plan.
     
    They might have moved the bitch in with the spic, but she couldn’t always be with one of them.
     
    She’d found herself a nice little protector, too. Too good to spread her legs and get Daniel’s help, but not too good to go running to the first guy she met after him, not too good to fuck the bikers.
     
    It was all the same, what she was doing now, what Daniel wanted her to do.
     
    All women fucked for protection and profit.
     
    It was all they could do, usually, but even when they had choices, they chose to make the easy money - because they were weak, all of them.
     
    Every woman was a whore when you got down to it.
     
    Every woman needed a deep dicking, craved cock, craved mastery and leadership.
     
    Why shouldn’t he be the one to give it to them?
     
    That girl, that fiery redhead, that Allie was going to be his. He knew it. In the end, he always got what he wanted.
     
    She had to work, and that’s how he’d take her. She was so popular, so proud of it, so snobbish now that she had a job that kept her away from Daniel, she wasn’t careful enough.
     
    He had someone watching her every night.
     
    The first time she tried to walk somewhere alone, he’d have her.
     
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ALLIE
     
    Carlos had a nice place.
     
    He lived alone, had a spare bedroom, and made her a space for it with no fuss. She had the most comfortable bed of her life, half a closet, and use of a kitchen that actually had a dishwasher and a stove with burners that worked.
     
    If she wanted to hang out with him and watch TV after work, he made space on the couch.
     
    If she wanted to hole up in her room and read a novel or draw, he didn’t chase her down.
     
    If he wanted time by himself, he said so, politely and promptly.
     
    In short, he was a fantastic roommate.
     
    She found herself singing in the shower, actually singing. She didn’t know that people really did that. She’d always thought that it was a silly thing people did in movies.
     
    Her workdays left her tired, but not exhausted. She was actually putting money away, even though she was paying Carlos rent.
     
    Jesse was over half the time, and taking her out when he wasn’t at her place.
     
    Life was… life was good.
     
    She let herself out of the apartment and locked the door behind her. Carlos was in the shower after work, and she wanted to surprise him with his favorite tacos for dinner - she’d looked out the window and seen a food truck parked outside the complex.
     
    She was never sure exactly what happened, but when she walked past a dark doorway, she blinked - and was gone.
     
    Someone grabbed her arm and yanked her off her feet, and