#Chapter214

“Long story…. Another time.” I curl myself into his throat and sink into his body around me once more, completely attached to me and unwilling to let me loose. He keeps squeezing me and kissing any part of my face or head he gets near. Repeatedly checking that I’m okay by smoothing his hands and eyes over me, assessing, checking obsessively. It feels good. Safe. Needed. Like I’m in the one place I belong, and I finally believe that he really will never survive without me.

“I’ll give you two kids space… I need to go call my wife and tell her where I am before she freaks out....