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overtook him.

 
     
    Chapter 4
     
     
    Hearing light footsteps from the other side of the couch made Thomas wonder if Wen thought he was still asleep. Deciding that was the case as he continued to hear her light steps, he sat straight into a sitting position, watching as she came around the couch to place her cell phone and what looked like a small cup of coffee on the dark mahogany coffee table.
    Thomas stared sleepily at her for a moment before rubbing his eyes trying to get the sleep out of them. He then stood up from the couch and stretched his body. From raising his arms above his head, he was able to get some of the kinks out of his muscles he’d gotten from sleeping on the couch.
    Smelling the coffee made his mouth water. There was nothing like a strong cup of coffee first thing in the morning. It was also a great time when there was silence in the house. Nothing but you and that cup, before the chaos of life intruded.
    Turning his body, he made his way to the kitchen, willing his morning rise to go down before Wen got a good look at him. It was nothing to be embarrassed about, but still, those dreams he had about Wen between his legs and riding him hard… Well, needless to say, those dreams were presenting themselves bright and early this morning.
    When he reached the silver and black Mr. Coffee pot, Thomas saw that Wen had already placed a cup in front of the pot for him. All it needed was for him to pour and start drinking. After taking his first drink, he sucked in a deep breath and slowly let it out before he made his way back into the living room. He heard the ringing of her phone.
    There was a sense of worry in her tone. As much as his instincts screamed to rush to her and offer her comfort, Thomas decided the best course would be to hang back and be here for her.
    Standing back, he allowed her the time and privacy for her to take the call.
     
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    “Wen?” When those words came through the phone, she had to pull the phone away from her ear. Wow, that was loud.
    “Yes, Dad?”
    “Oh, thank goodness, darling.” There was something in his voice that made her stop from asking what was wrong. Which happened to be a good thing, seeing as her father proceeded to talk.
    “Honey, don’t come in to the store today. There was another break-in. Looks like it happened sometime last night.”
    Man, this was getting to be too much. “What do you mean, there was another break-in? Seriously, Dad, this is becoming too much. Do you need me there? Screw that. I am coming to you. You better hope there is a new cop there, because I plan on giving those stupid, good for nothing police officers a piece of my mind. I mean, what kind of atrocity is going to have to take place for them to find this sick ass who is doing this?”
    “Wen, enough.” Her father’s voice was sharp and final. Yeah, she better shut up now, but how could she not worry?
    “Dad?” Her voice was small.
    “Honey, there is nothing you can do that your mother and I can’t take of. I’m just glad that you were home and not here at the shop.”
    She just could not believe this. Her poor parents. She went to sit on the couch and listen as her father proceeded to explain about how the display cases were smashed and it looked like a few bracelets had been taken. Those that were what he considered valuable. She looked up to see that Thomas was strolling in, concern marred on his face.
    “Dad, I will be right over. Give me five minutes and I will be there.”
    “Stay home. Look, the police are here now and I need to talk to them. I will call you as soon as I can. Love you, flower.”
    “Love—” was all Wen got out of her mouth before her father hung up on her.
    She just looked at her phone. He’d just hung up on me .
    “So?” Wen heard Thomas, but she just could not bring herself to speak. Her parents’ store had been trashed yet again and to top it off, her father, of all people, hung up on her. Seriously, what was going on?
    Putting