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With you I feel safe
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2026-09-30 22:16:17
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Kyra*** As I slide my feet into the warm foot bath and immediately let out a laugh as Bri nudges me playfully. "Ooooh, this is the life!" I say, wiggling my toes in the bubbly water. Lex leans back in her chair, sipping her sparkling water. "Girl, remember the last time we did this? I think I nearly fell asleep mid-pedicure." I snort. "You *totally* did! And Bri almost started gossiping without you noticing." I catch Bri rolling her eyes at me. "Oh, don't act like you didn't! I saw the side-eye you were giving Lex when she tried to sneak extra polish colors." Bri throws her hands up, all dramatic. "Excuse me! A girl has to have options. You never know when life demands neon pink instead of soft nude!" Lex nearly chokes on her water. "Neon pink for a massage day? You're ridiculous." I shake my head, grinning so hard my cheeks actually hurt. "I've missed this. Just... laughing like idiots together." Nia flicks her damp hair over her shoulder and leans tow
His accidental surrogate Girls girls girls
**Kyra My phone buzzed on the counter and I snatched it up, squinting at the screen. The brightness stung, but then I saw it three messages lighting up one after the other. Bri: *"No ifs, no buts. We're coming for you. Miss you!"* Lex: *"It's been too long. You better not bail."* Nia: *"We have a date planned. You're not getting out of it. Also... snacks are required."* I couldn't help it. I laughed out loud, my fingers already flying across the keyboard. "Okay! Okay! You win! Can't wait!" Zaire leaned over from his chair, coffee in hand, peeking at my screen. "Sounds like someone's got a fan club waiting." I smirked, tapping my belly lightly. "A very persistent fan club. They've been texting me all week." "They're coming today?" he asked, eyebrow raised. I grinned, setting my phone down. "Looks like I don't have a choice. Massage day it is." He took the last sip of his coffee. "Massage day, huh? Sounds fancy." "It's exactly what I need," I admitted, tuckin
His accidental surrogate Getting ready
Kyra*** The kitchen smells like heaven this morning fresh coffee, caramelizing sugar, sizzling sausage, and the buttery steam rolling off the croissants in the oven. My domain. My chaos. Zaire’s kicked back at the counter, bare feet hooked on the chair rung, just watching me with that quiet, amused look he gets when I’m in full “don’t-touch-my-system” mode. I’m fine with it. Let him watch. I’ve got three burners going and the oven humming. Cast-iron popping with sausage links and herbed breakfast potatoes, French toast soaking up vanilla and cinnamon before it hits the pan, berries waiting to be scattered like confetti. The croissants are already golden, cheese melting into every flaky layer. “You’re making a full spread,” he says softly, and I can hear the impressed in his voice even if he’s trying to play it cool. I flip a slice of French toast with a little extra flair. Can’t help it. “Of course. If we’re doing breakfast, we’re doing it *properly*. None of that sad eg
His accidental surrogate Electric
**Kyra ** Morning crept in quietly. The fairy lights were still on, casting a dim gold haze against the pale gray slipping through the curtains. The whole house felt hushed, like every room was in on a secret and keeping its voice down. Somewhere outside, birds were testing out lazy notes, and the first hints of morning chores hummed in the distance. I stirred first. Didn’t open my eyes right away. I just… stayed. My cheek was pressed to the warmth of Zaire’s chest, rising and falling under me, steady as a metronome. His arm was locked around my waist like he’d decided I wasn’t going anywhere. A smile tugged at my mouth before I could stop it. I shifted, just a little, testing. He made this soft, sleepy sound and pulled me closer without even waking, his chin dragging over the top of my head. “Okay,” I murmured, already amused with us. “So we’re *that* couple.” I tilted my face up just enough to see him. Sleep had sanded down all his edges. No sharp focus, no car
His accidental surrogate With you I feel safe
***Kyra*** The opening credits rolled and that piano melody hit me instantly. My fingers found the seam of Zaire’s hoodie without me even thinking about it, tracing it like it was part of the song. “You know,” I said, my voice already lazy and warm, “this soundtrack had a chokehold on an entire generation.” I felt his chest shake under my cheek when he chuckled. “I can tell. You’re one sad montage away from full emotional collapse.” “Excuse you, this movie is art,” I shot back, tipping my head to look up at him. “Bella staring out the window for months while seasons change? Cinema.” “That was depression with a budget,” he said, but his hand was already sliding up and down my back, slow, grounding. No bite in his words at all. We went quiet after that. Comfortable quiet. But when Edward disappeared and Bella’s voiceover started, something in my chest pulled tight. “This part always makes me ache,” I admitted before I could stop myself. “The loneliness. The way she just…
His accidental surrogate You and I
**Zaire** Her lips were still on mine, soft and sweet, and I could taste the hot chocolate we’d just finished. When I pulled back, she was looking at me like I was about to cause trouble. She wasn’t wrong. “Okay, your majesty,” I said, trying to keep my voice all serious and regal. “A pillow fort this magnificent requires cinematic accompaniment. I'm thinking a marathon. A very specific, very important marathon.” Her eyes went wide. “Don’t you dare say what I think you’re going to say.” I couldn’t help the grin. I threw my voice into full drama mode. “The *Twilight* Saga. All five movies. We're starting with *Breaking Dawn - Part 2*.” She gasped like I’d personally offended her ancestors and smacked me with a pillow. “You can’t start with the last one! That’s sacrilege!” “Exactly,” I said, dodging the second swing. “It's the most important one. The final battle. Now, you are in charge of snacks. This is a critical mission. I'm thinking popcorn, candy, the works. I'll hand
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