Claimed by my Ex-husband's friend
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Third person Perspective
Valen was not ready.
He wasn’t thinking about war.
He wasn’t thinking about danger.
He was thinking about Bailey.
She lay beside him in bed, her laughter soft and sweet. Her bare skin glowed under the moonlight.
“You spoil me,” she whispered, wrapping herself around him.
“I like spoiling you,” he said, his lips brushing her shoulder.
She turned to face him, pulling him closer. “You’re not thinking about her, are you?”
He laughed, rolling his eyes. “Who? Flora?”