VENGEANCE IN HIS BED
I did, however, spritz a tiny bit of my perfume, not because of him, but I needed to smell like something other than defeat.
“Bed time, baby.” I said to Leo as I approached him.
"Would you read me a story?” He asked, rubbing his eyes as I sat back on the bed.
"Story time it is, baby." I agreed. I picked up a small book about a brave little tugboat. "Once there was a boat who had to navigate a very big, very dark ocean..." I read to him, my voice a soothing hum, until his breathing deepened and his grip on my hand loosened. I leaned down and kissed his forehead, my heart breaking a little more. "I love you, my little general. Sleep tight."
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