WrittenFantasies
She/her.
- Joined
- Sep 30, 2015
“I love you more.” She whispered back to him.
She sat on the bed and set Owen on the floor to walk around. “Am I ever?” She asked and shrugged her shoulder. “I feel better now that someone other than my mother knows. Now I can stop calling her crying. I was starting to feel bad.”
She held her hands out to him and wrapped her arms around his waist and put her forehead against his stomach. “I wish they took Owen. I could use some alone time.” She said and then looked up at him. “I’ll take a kiss instead.”
She sat on the bed and set Owen on the floor to walk around. “Am I ever?” She asked and shrugged her shoulder. “I feel better now that someone other than my mother knows. Now I can stop calling her crying. I was starting to feel bad.”
She held her hands out to him and wrapped her arms around his waist and put her forehead against his stomach. “I wish they took Owen. I could use some alone time.” She said and then looked up at him. “I’ll take a kiss instead.”