Finally clean, I put on my pajamas and open my bedroom door. My son is there, pacing the hallway impatiently with a book in his hand.“Why do you take so long, Mom?” he complains before grabbing my arm and pulling me into his room. My hair is still wet, but I let it be.Sliding into his bed with him, I hold him in my arms. “Come on. Let’s read you that story.”He snuggles into me, resting his cheek on my chest, his arms encircling me, and I begin reading. It’s an adventure story about two heroes who go exploring the world to take down the mighty dragon. I’m only one page in when I hear soft snoring coming from the child in my arms. He is conked out and completely wrapped around me.Sighing, I kiss his forehead. “You sleep like your father, all arms and legs.”It’s easier to slip out of his grasp than Cedric’s, though. Once I’m sure he’s not going to wake up, I head to my room. It’s ten o’clock; I still have an hour to write my report. I secure my gun in my desk drawer and make sure al
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