Bedtime Stories For Boyfriend の小説・ストーリー

"Serena, Mr. Prescott said you misunderstood." She bit her lip and held the book out to me. "This is the book he reads to me every day. If you're not comfortable with it, you can listen in too." I looked at her and didn't take it. Her voice dropped lower. "Mr. Prescott is really tired, you know. Could you stop pressuring him?" I smiled. "Ms. Hayes, do you know what I'm best at?" "I'm best at making people cough up everything they've swallowed, with interest."

Just then, we heard little footsteps approaching and bringing our make out session to an abrupt end just in time to see Cassy standing by the door way with her stuff bunny in hand. I pushed back on my feet as I made to go to her while she stood there rubbing sleep away from her eyes. “I can’t sleep!” “Why can’t you sleep little pumpkin” Alex said, picking her up and into his arm. “mother forgot to tell us our bedtime story”. Alex fake a gasp as he stare back at me. Unlike her brothers, Cassy likes her bedtime stories and sometimes have a hard time sleeping if I don’t tell it to her. “How about I tell you that story pumpkin” Cassy gave a curt nod and he took her back to their room. While he c

"Of course, baby. But let me finish my coffee first." "So, you said you can't sleep?" I asked, leaning against the doorframe, trying to sound casual despite the fluttering in my stomach. Avery nodded. "We need our bedtime story," she said in a sad voice, and that simple statement broke my heart. Reading them a bedtime story was an important part of our nighttime routine. But I missed it tonight.

he said softly, "that lady is always mean. I don't like her." I forced a smile, bending down to press a kiss to his forehead. "I know, baby. I don't like her that much either. But we don't have to worry about her. We're going to go to our room now and have a nice, quiet evening. Just the two of us." "Can we read a story?" he asked, his face brightening. "The one that is about the brave knight and the dragon?" "Of course we can, baby. We can read as many stories as you like."

Some hours later:- Trisha closed the bedtime story book. She looked at her son, who was sleeping soundly beside her. It was their daily routine. Rain likes to hear stories before sleeping. Before, he didn't have to do that because back in their apartment, Rain preferred Zee instead of Trisha to read the story for him. "His mom doesn't know how to read the story in a cool way," he explained. Trisha pecked her son's brow, admiring his sleeping form.

Jay gave some advice on friendship. "Now Kaiden wants Dad to keep his promise. Read a story book to Kaiden."Kaiden let go of his embrace and took the storybook he wanted to read. Jay took the book from Kaiden's hand. "No problem. I'm going to read a story book to Kaiden." Kaiden lay next to Jay. Get ready to listen to the story. Jay told the story with enthusiasm until it didn't feel like Kaiden had fallen asleep next to him.

“Seriously Ashley, I might get upset if you go through my messages.” “Dumb boy messages, just let go of me, I don't care anymore.” “Promise?” “Yeah.” She scoffed and he did, she didn't try taking the phone again and he lay beside her. “You should be sleeping, it's late already.” “I know and am exhausted, but I can't seem to fall asleep. Can you tell me a bedtime story?” “Bedtime stories are for kids, not twenty-one-year-olds.” “Just tell me one.” “Okay, I don't really know much so how about I tell you the story of a demon who has lived for over a thousand years.”

I explained, watching as he shook his head in agreement. "Good boy," I praised with a warm smile. "Now, off to bed you go." He scampered off towards his bedroom, and I couldn't help but feel a mixture of pride and protectiveness for my extraordinary little boy. I settled my three-year-old son, Mathew, into his cozy bed. The soft glow of his nightlight illuminated his eager eyes, anticipation shining as he waited for the bedtime story he'd requested. "Alright, Mathew," I whispered with a loving smile, "which story would you like tonight?"

and covering himself with my duvet. "Passing the night with my girlfriend" He answered. "Really?" I glared at him. "Just come here baby" He said, spreading out his hands. I didn't hesitate I lie down beside him with my head on his chest he wrapped his hands around me like a baby. He covered ourselves with the duvet, kissed my forehead and mumbled: "Good night love" "Goodnight love" I said the same. ******** *****

I yelped, heat painting my skin. “Sleep, Angel.” He tossed the phone onto his nightstand without looking. Out of my reach. “You’re done.” His arm wrapped around me, pulling me back against his chest. Firm. Possessive. His teeth nipped my earlobe. “No more phones.” I squirmed against him half-heartedly, already knowing I’d lost. “You could at least read me a bedtime story if you’re going to be this bossy. That way, I might fall asleep faster,”