Chapter 4 - Together
Mike awoke to the harsh sunlight streaming in through the window and he still felt groggy from lack of sleep. It had been around 3 AM when they finished making love and although he didn't have a chance to get much sleep, he wasn't complaining. Mike had lots of wild sexual adventures, but last night what he confirmed was that he was in love with this woman lying next to him.
He looked over at her beautiful innocent face softened in repose as she slept, and couldn't imagine how somebody could abuse and torture her. To Mike she was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. Her petite but well-muscled dancer's frame still had soft feminine curves in all the right places. Her breasts were in perfect proportion to the rest of her figure, but coupled with her tiny muscled belly, her breasts and petite hips created the perfect feminine hourglass form.
When he thought of the scars from her husband's torture, he felt the rage building in him again. All the scars from the bottom of her breasts were where her bras would cover the scars, around her pussy lips or on her butt where her panties would cover the damage. He was obviously very careful when he tortured Jennifer to make sure none of the scars showed and he wouldn't be found out. Now it was found out, Mike knew about it, the question was how was he going to react.
Mike had a horrible premonition, without Jennifer to testify there would be very little of a case. With the car and the surveillance, Mike had a feeling that Mr. Baughman was going to try and take out the witness to his torture. Mike knew it was time to wake Jennifer up, so he began teasing her nipple with his finger and slowly placed soft loving kisses all over her face. He felt her body squirm and her back bow just a little, pushing her breast into his finger, and her eyes fluttered open and everything was worth it.
When she saw him next to her kissing her face, her entire face lit up with pure love an unadulterated joy. She reached up and wrapped her arms around his head and pulled him into a love worshiping kiss and then she whispered. "You're still here, last night wasn't just a dream."
"Yes baby, it's been a dream come true for me too. Have I told you this morning that I love you?" Mike whispered as he tugged on her ear with his mouth.
When he looked at her face, he could see she was fighting back her tears and he caressed her face, gave her a soft kiss on her pouty lips. In a choked voice she whispered. "Mike I am so afraid. Last night you showed me things I didn't even know existed, you made me feel beautiful and loved. I was so scared that once you saw the scars you would think I was ugly and leave. I love you Mike, and I want you to know last night was the most wonderful night of my life." Then tears started rolling down her eyes.
Mike caressed her face, kissed her trembling lips and said. "From now on your mine. I know officially you're still married to Leonard, but you're never going back there. We'll work on getting a divorce and we will work on diminishing your mental and physical scars, but remember one thing, I love you and from now on you're my woman. You will stay here from now on."
Jennifer looked at him with open eyed wonder as he said this and stared at him for a few moments in stunned silence. Then she looked at him and said. "I must still be asleep and dreaming, so can you wake me up again." Then Jennifer closed her eyes laid her head on the pillow pretending to be asleep.
Mike smiled at her antics and then leaned over placed his lips on top of hers and used his tongue to pry her mouth apart, plundering her mouth for all the love he could find there. She wrapped her arms around his head and moaned sensuously as he kissed her until she was delirious. When she opened her eyes, she was giving him the same look of love and joy that she had when she first woke up, but now she knew it was real.
"Come on, we need to have you get ready. We have a full day ahead of us, remember?" Mike picked her up and held her in his arms and whispered in her ears, malice in his tone. "He is never getting you, ever again. I'll kill him before he ever touches you again." Jennifer felt chills run down her spine with the depth of his emotion.
"I think both of us need a shower. Would you like to shower with me so we can conserve water?" He queried.
Jennifer looked at him, smiling broadly and agreed. "Yes, anything so you don't have to let go of me."
They showered and erotically washed each other, but there were times both of them wanted to abandon the shower and make love. Mike was very tentative as he washed her scars and he was afraid that he would hurt her, but Jennifer looked at him and said. "Mike, they don't hurt anymore now that I have you."
When it came to dressing, Jennifer only had the dress from the previous night and it was in bad shape with rips and tears from her escape from the shelter, so Mike improvised and took one of his dress shirts and put it on her. He had to roll up her sleeves and wrapped one of his belts almost twice around her to cinch it in. She was drowning in the shirt, but she was legal. Jennifer looked at herself in the mirror and giggled, she looked ridiculous, but she was happy because Mike's scent from his shirt was enveloping her and as long as she wore it, Mike would be with her.
Mike made calls to the detective in charge of Jennifer's case and Capt. Greene. Both told him that Mr. Baughman was still at the shelter when they got there and he was arrested and charged with violation of the restraining order and would be in jail for another day or so, depending on the judge. Mike called the shelter and it was safe for Jennifer to come pickup her clothes.
After breakfast Mike and Jennifer went to the precinct to complete reports on last night's activities regarding Jennifer dodging Leonard. It was almost noon when they finished. Mike drove back to the shelter where they picked up a lot of Jennifer's clothes and then drove to the beach in Carmel, where they spent the day acting like the couple in love that they were. They walked hand in hand on the beach, took a nap snuggled under the gnarled cypress tree and watched the sun set wrapped in each other's arms.