Zara (14 page)

Each day was a new experience for Zara. Some days were good and some days were bad. She and Angel were learning about each other and they were slowly making progress. Sometimes, after a bad day of Angel arguing with her over something, she would feel like she was failing as a mother.

Thank God for her friends.
Maya would tell her she felt like that sometimes too. She said parents were the most critical of themselves and that she shouldn’t beat herself up so much over things.

Her othe
r saving grace was when Trig would call. Sometimes he would do a video call and she enjoyed looking into his beautiful blue eyes. She missed him so much. More than she thought she would for anyone. Every night she would go to bed dreaming of him. She always woke up needing him and her body burned for his touch.  She understood he had a job to do, but she wanted him back with her.

Today he had called and asked to speak with Angel.
It made Zara curious so she stood to the side and listened in on their conversation. Angel had put it on speaker so she could hear Trig while she continued to play.

“
Hey there, sweetheart. You doing okay?”

“
I guess so.”

Trig knew something was wrong immediately from her tone.  “
What’s wrong, sunshine?”

“
I think I made Zara mad about leaving my toys out, instead of putting them away.  I don’t see what the big deal is,” Angel said with a frown.

“
So…you think she came down too hard on you?”

Angel paused as she thought about it.
“No. She told me several times that I needed to clean up after myself. I just got carried away playing that I lost track of time. I didn’t mean to make her mad. Do you think she hates me?”

Zara wanted to scream out NEVER but then they would know she had eavesdropped on their conversation.

“Honey, you have no worries there. I have never know a woman to love her child sight unseen for years like your mom loves you. All you have to do is love her back and show her that by doing as she asks you to.”

“
I will do my best,” Angel admitted.

“
That is good to hear.”

“
When are you coming back?”

“
I have three more kids to find homes for. I want to make sure the families taking them in are the right fit. But so far, all the families have worked out. I have pictures I’ll bring with me to show you how your friends are doing.”

“
Cool. The fighters and their families are throwing me a welcome party. Are you going to come?”

“
I will be there. Make sure your mom wears something special for me.”

“
Okay. I will. Talk to you later, Trig.”

“
See you soon, sweetheart.”

Z
ara quickly walked away from the door so Angel didn’t see her there.  She had hated getting on Angel about the toys, but all her friends insisted that being a good parent meant establishing rules and teaching children to follow those rules.  But that wasn’t what really bothered her.  

She picked up the
chest she had kept all of Angel’s birthday presents in and carried it to Angel’s room.  She knocked on the door.

Angel looked up at her.  “
Come in.”

Zara
walked inside and lowered the chest on Angel’s bed.

“
What’s that?”

Zara caressed the carved
chest lid with tenderness.  “Every year for your birthday, I would get you a present, wrap it up, and put it inside this chest.”

Angel climbed on the bed and knelt in front of the
chest.  “You did?  Why?”

“
Because I hoped to find you one day, and because…I have and will always love you.”

“
You…do?”  Angel looked shocked.

Zara nodded her head.  “
I may not show it or say it easily, but never doubt it.”

Angel looked at the
chest with wonder and curiosity.  “May I open it?”

“
Of course.  It’s yours.”  She pushed the box closer to Angel.

Angel carefully opened the lid to the small chest
.  Inside were ten wrapped items.  “Why are there ten instead of eight, since I was separated from you when I was two?”

“
I wasn’t able to get anything for you the first two years because I was locked away, so I picked up an item for those two years when I first starting working for the GCFA.”

Angel opened each gift one at a time.  Most items had the year on it.  Zara had gotten her a teddy bear,
two dolls, a diary, a princess costume, a fairy tale book, a silver bracelet with her name engraved, a necklace with an amber stone, a picture frame with little wings on the edges, and the last item…a baby rattle.

Angel didn
’t look at Zara, but she moved over so she could hug her.  Her voice was filled with emotion.  “Thanks, Za…Mom.”

Zara
’s heart was beating rapidly.  It was the first time Angel had ever called her that.  “You’re welcome.”

*****

Zara tucked Angel in bed and went to her own bedroom.  It had been a long day.  Her cell phone vibrated.  She smiled knowing who was calling her.  She picked up the phone to answer.  “Trig?”

“
No, you’re Zara and I am Trig,” he replied, laughing.

Zara sat down on the bed and sprawled out.  “
How are things going?”

“
I know you were listening while I was talking with Angel earlier.”

“
Was not.”

“
You were too.”

She paused and then finally admitted it.  “
Fine.  I was listening.”

“
How are you doing, babe?”

“
We have our good days and our bad days.  Today started out bad and ended good.  She called me mom, Trig.”

“
That’s good, real good, babe.”

“
So…when are you coming back?”

“
As soon as I can.  Are you missing me?”

She turned and laid on her side.  “
Yes.”

His voice got huskier.  “
I am missing you too.  I can’t stop thinking about you.  I want to touch you and hold you so bad.”

Zara closed her eyes imagining
him doing all the things he was saying.  “What else would you do?”

Trig smiled at her need to hear him talk dirty.  “
I would kiss your lips.  I love your lips.  I would suck on the bottom one.  That’s my favorite.”

Zara frowned but still kept her eyes closed.  “
You have a favorite lip?”

“
Shut it, Amazon.  This is my dirty talking time.”

She giggled.  She rarely giggled but this male made her giddy l
ike…well… like the young girl that she had never gotten to be.  He made her happy.  “Sorry. Please continue.  You were sucking on my lip.”

“
Right.  I would nibble my way down your neck and work my way to your breasts.  I would spend quite a bit of time there, sucking on your gorgeous tits.  Just thinking about that has me hard.”  Trig was breathing irregular over the line. 

So was Zara.  “
What else?”

“
I would slowly work
my way
across your ripped abs, making a path down
to your legs.
  You have the longest, sexiest pair of legs I have ever seen.  I plan to have those legs wrapped around my waist soon. I would continue to make
my way back up to your sweet pussy and lick you until
your wet.  Are your eyes closed, love?”

“
Mmmm…yes,” Zara responded, touching her breasts.

“
When we are together and I finally get in this position, I want your eyes open and watching.  I love seeing the expression on your face as I make you come.  Then do you know what will happen after I am done loving you with my mouth?”

Z
ara’s hand had opened her jeans and she was touching herself, so turned on by Trig’s sexy voice and the things that he told her.  “What?  What would you do next?”

“
I will flip our positions and have you ride me long and hard for hours, until both of us pass out with pleasure.  What do you think about that?”

“
Get your ass back here immediately, Roberts.”

“
Yes, ma’am,” Trig said, chuckling.

*****

The next day Angel was supposed to go shopping with Maya and her little girl for clothes and stuff.  Maya had invited Zara to go with them but she actually broke into a sweat at the idea of going to some girly shop with pastel colors.  It just wasn’t her thing.  She actually paid a personal shopper to do that stuff for her.  Angel didn’t want to go if Zara wasn’t going too.

“
Angel, its fine.  You go on with your friend and buy something pretty.”

“
What will you do?” Angel asked worriedly.

“
I thought I would go to the training facility and put in a workout.  I have a fight tonight.”

“
Can I come too? I haven’t worked out much since getting freed from the handlers.”

“
I’m not sure.”  Zara looked at Maya who gave her a nod of approval.  “I guess you can.”

They said their goodbyes to Maya and headed to the training facility.  Usually Maya would watch Ange
l while she trained, this was the first time that she had brought her here.

“
Wow, you guys have a cage to practice in and everything!”  Angel yelled excitedly.

Zara smiled.  “
Yes we do.  But I need to do warm up stretches and a few laps before we do the practice matches.”

“
Can I do those with you?”
Angel asked shyly.

“
Of course.”  Zara didn’t see any harm in letting her do stretches.

Zara showed her how to do t
heir routine standing stretches, elongating the muscles to prevent injury.  At the same time, Zara taught her to breathe in and out. “You have to have a larger
breathing capacity to help build up your endurance.”

“
Can we practice in the cage now?” Angel asked excitedly.

“
Not yet.  We can do some simple holds here first.  You have to work your way up to the cage.”

Angel
had such a pitiful face, Zara was almost tempted to give in to her request.  “Okay let’s see your holds.”  They spent the next twenty minutes taking turns with holds.  Zara was very careful not to hurt Angel, but she was impressed with the girl’s skills.  She was a fighter for sure.

“
You’re really good.”  Zara gave Angel a compliment.

“
Really?  You’re not just saying that?” Angel asked.

“
I meant it and I don’t say things I don’t mean.  You are very good.  How did you learn to do the Kimura hold?”

Angel shrugged.  “
From you.  The handlers had us watch the GCFA matches so we could learn to fight.”

Zara
had to fight back her anger at the assholes who took her young daughter and made her fight.  “Well, you have it down almost perfect.  You’re strong.”

“
She is strong, just like her father,” a male voice said from the side.

Zara and Angel turned to see Torch standing to the side watching them.  Angel smiled at him. 
“Hi, Uncle Torch.  Mom’s teaching me how to do my holds better.”

“
I see that.  Are you sure you want to be doing this after having been forced to for so long?” Torch asked.  He ignored the glare Zara sent his way.

“
I love the fighting, just not being forced to do it.  It feels…natural.”

“
That may be your Beastial side,” Torch said.

“
Angel, you won’t be fighting anymore.  I want you to know that.”  Zara wanted to make sure she understood.

“
I know.  But I like doing the stretches and practice.  It makes me feel normal.”

Zara and Torch looked at each other briefly.
Torch smiled at her trying to lighten the mood. “Are you coming tonight to watch the events?” 

Angel looked over at Zara.  “
Can I?”

“
I don’t know.  I’m not sure the crowd is safe.”

“
Please,” Angel begged.

How was she to say no to those eyes?  “
Only if I can find someone to sit with you.”

Angel frowned.  “
But you and Uncle Torch are both fighting and Maya is working as the ring girl tonight.”