Mafia queen
Oh fuck my life, I didn't even know he was once married.
I was speechless and he was quiet. He looks as though he has a lot on his mind, I also do but I wonder what he's going through.
"We need four hugs a day for survival," He turns to look at me amused at my sudden statement but I just continue. "Eight hugs a day for maintenance and twelve hugs a day for growth. Sure you still don't want a hug?"
Stretching my hands far apart, I wait as his eyes searches mine. It's written all over his face he's not used affection like this so I scoot closer to him, my arms still wide apart.