*38*

"Minx, do you trust me?"

"Yes."

"Then trust me that I will never let him come near you again. I promise you'll be okay. I won't leave you," Joe promised.

"I know. Thank you," I smiled weakly.

I haven't talked or eaten much since the incident about a week ago and Joe keeps telling me he's worried.

"But, you need to eat more. You're not eating enough and you're losing weight."

"I know," I grumbled.

"Well, then let's go out for dinner. Let me get ready then we'll go to your flat so you can get ready and we'll go out for something nice to eat," Joe suggested.

"I don't know..."

"Minx, trust me. Let's go out," Joe nodded.

He got up to get dressed and ready to go out. I don't feel up to going out, I just want to curl up in bed and sleep.

Joe quickly got ready, putting on a black blazer jacket and skinny jeans. He combed his hair back and brushed his teeth.

"Come on, let's go. You should probably shower too," Joe joked, trying to lighten the mood.

"Thanks," I retorted.

Joe grabbed my hand, and guided me upstairs and to his car. He drove us to my flat. I went into my room and there was a new comforter on my bed, all made up nicely.

"I got a new one, well, because- yeah," Joe stumbled.

"Thank you," I nodded.

It may seem like a waste of money, like I should've just washed them. But it's more of the meaning behind it all and I'm grateful even Joe realised that.

"Now go get ready," Joe smiled, once again, trying to lighten the mood, by playfully tapping my bum.

"You pick out a suitable dress, while I shower," I suggested.

"Okay," Joe nodded, walking to my closet.

I went to the bathroom and got in the shower and washed myself. Before leaving the bathroom, I blow-dried my hair and put it in a high half-up and half-down style.

I left the bathroom, my towel still wrapped around me, and Joe was sat on my bed, on his phone. He had picked out the black dress I wore to the business dinner with my parents, the dinner I met Rory.

I picked up the dress and threw it in the bin next to my bed.

"Can you pick out something else?" I asked quietly.

"Oh, um, yeah," Joe nodded, not questioning my actions.

He picked out another dress, a dark-maroon, fitted one.

"This better?" Joe asked, "I like this colour."

"Yeah," I nodded, smiling a bit.

I rummaged through my underwear drawer to find something suitable for under that dress, before dropping my towel and sliding them on.

"Minx," Joe muttered.

"Hm?"

"You need to eat. You haven't been throwing up, have you?"

"No! I'm fine. I will eat, I promise."

Yeah, I've lost a bit of weight, but I didn't think it was that bad. I pulled on the dress and had Joe zip it up for me.

"See, it still fits nicely," I said to Joe.

"Yeah, alright," Joe smiled, kissing me on the cheek before I slid on some small heels, "Let's go, baby."

I held Joe's hand as we walked to the car. He drove us to a fancy restaurant, where we were quickly seated once Joe said he had reservations.

"When did you make reservations?" I asked.

"Yesterday."

"How'd you know I would come?" I made a little smirk.

"Because I'm 'irresistable,'" Joe mocked me from a few days ago.

"Shut up!" I giggled, giving him a kiss.

"I miss that," Joe smiled.

"What?"

"Your smile. You're so gorgeous when you smile," Joe said, giving me another small kiss.

I grinned and looked down at my dress embarrased.

After looking at the menu for a bit, I decided what to order, as did Joe.

"Want a drink?" Joe asked, offering me some of his beer.

"No thank you," I smiled, sipping on my soda.

"I'm glad we're out," Joe smiled.

"Me too, I think," I nodded and smiled again.

The food arrived at our table and Joe made sure I ate almost all of it. I understand he's worried about me, but I just haven't been hungry, just emotionally exhausted.

Maybe I just need to let Joe distract me more, to help me move on from all of this. But by doing that, I feel like I would be using him.

After eating, Joe and I went back to my flat.

"You okay, Minxie?"

"Yeah," I nodded, giving him a small grin.

"What're you thinking about," He said softly, placing his hand on the small of my back.

"You," I blushed.

"Hm?"

"I'm afraid to just use you as a distraction," I muttered.

"Obviously I don't want to just be used, but at the same time, I do. Because if it'll help you move on and we can be all happy together again and forget about that, then it's okay. I don't mind being used as a distraction, especially because you're my girlfriend and I love you!" Joe cracked a cheesy smile at the end.

"Mm, I love you," I smiled slightly, giving him a hug.

"So what exactly were you thinking of using me for?" Joe smirked.

"Oh my God! No, just to focus on you more," I blushed.

"Oh, sure-e-e," Joe laughed.

"Shush," I laughed.

I changed out the dress and into that new pair of pyjamas my mum bought me.

"I'm yours," Joe sang from the Jason Mraz song, spread out on my bed.

I kneeled next to him on the bed and hugged his now bare chest. Joe seized this opportunity to slap my bum.

"Joe," I squealed into his chest.

"Hm, I like this," Joe mumbled, kissing my temple.

"Me too," I agreed.

"Can I completely distract you?" Joe asked, smirking.

"Let's say entertain, rather than distract," I suggested.

"Yeah, okay. Minx Levins, may I entertain you?" Joe laughed.

"Um, sure," I nodded.

Joe sat up and flipped me over, showering me with kisses.

"Tell me what you're comfortable with," Joe mumbled, kissing my neck.

"Anything with you," I said, letting out a small moan as he sucked my neck.

"Mm, that's what I like to hear," Joe said in a joking tone.

He gave me a strong, dominating kiss. He pulled off my tank-top and massaged my chest.

Whenever I wear these pyjamas, I always end up taking them right off...

I slipped off my pyjama shorts and Joe sat up to unzip his pants. I think I'm okay with where this is going.

Joe pushed my panties aside and inserted two fingers into me. I rolled my hips against his fingers, moaning and biting my lip.

Joe quickly stopped.

"What?" I said disgruntled.

"No biting your lips," Joe ordered.

"Why?" I asked innocently, purposely biting my lip again.

Joe quickly slid off my panties and threw them on the ground and slid his underwear down to his thighs. Pulling me closer by my hips, he thrusted into me.

"God Minxie," Joe moaned and I let out a small moan of pain as I had to quickly adjust to his size.

I looked at Joe and purposely bit my bottom lip again, making him thrust harder.

"D.amn it, Minx," Joe huffed.

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