The Mafia And His Ex-Wife
His playful sarcasm danced in the air, punctuated by the glint in his eyes.
I sighed, shaking my head, "You have no idea," I replied as I sat on the bed with my legs crossed.
He let out a soft chuckle, "Alright, let's get some shut-eye then," he said, turning his back to me.
I shook my head, the thought of sleep feeling elusive in the midst of my racing thoughts. "Not happening," I said stubbornly making him groan.
Archer let out a tired yawn, his exhaustion palpable as he stretched his arms. "How about I tell you a story?" he proposed, his eyes meeting mine with a glimmer of warmth. "Something to get your mind off things."
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