Every muscle in my body tightens as you take me to the edge of the cliff and allow me to glimpse over the edge without letting me fall. My mind curses... you as you give me that grin that lets me know that you are keenly aware of what you are doing to me and you are in control. My hands skip across your skin, my fingers trace your ears, but every time I reach to feel you pulse and throb, you block me. You lean your lips close to my ear and in a gravelly, raspy voice you tell me that you are in. A diner would never provide the kind of service one might find in a five star restaurant.After reading over the article, Dexter posted it on the web, hoping that it might get some attention. He had gotten quite a few emails about how he blamed only the servers for bad service. It was only after talking to the full waitstaff of a restaurant that Dexter truly appreciated some of the issues servers faced.Dexter turned to Amber and said, “That’s done.”“Your afternoon is free of appointments,” Amber. "Are you kidding me? You're supposed to be helping me and instead you use me like a freaking sperm donor?" It's not what it seems! I swear, I was just using it to help me focus on the treatment!" You knocked yourself up with my sperm, without my permission!"She tried to explain everything that had happened but he didn't want to hear it, he simply left, slamming the door on his way out.He needed something to take his mind off of this betrayal, for once he wanted this damn curse to be of use.He. They lied there, Pete still buried deep inside her as their mouths met in another deep, long kiss.I bolted for the garage, desperate to catch my breath, a ton of emotions reeling through me. Soon after Pete emerged, looking totally drained. With that, he got in his car and left.Chapter 19Things between Mom and I were very strained the rest of the day and I got the strong feeling Mom knew I had seen her and Pete. We hardly spoke and she retired early, the first time since we started living this.