Teddy From Among The Sleep Novels & Stories

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“Because soon, Teddy, you’ll remember who you really belong to.” And with that thought, I drifted into restless sleep, already dreaming of the chaos I would unleash.

The silence was suffocating.Justina froze, her body tangled in the sheets, her mind screaming at the absurdity of the moment. Only minutes ago, she had been pinned beneath Carson, lost in the heat of a storm she swore she’d never surrender to. Now, a child stood in the doorway, his gray eyes wide, clutching a stuffed bear like a shield. Carson moved first. His hand tightened briefly on hers as an unspoken warning to stay silent before he rose from the bed, pulling his discarded shirt over his shoulders with a swift, practiced motion.

Zeke followed his gaze and looked over with an almost indistinguishable smug glimmer in his eyes. "Dad, you shouldn't stay mad at Zach anymore," he said in a low voice that was filled with worry. "I think it's just because he didn't manage to get any sleep last night. He's usually watching TikTok under the blankets at night. I've already told him to quit it many times." Zeke might have said it very nonchalantly, but it was more than enough to ignite Dad's fury. Dad's face turned as black as thunder.

I answered. “You should ask yourself, you're a pro at that. I bet your other partners wondered too,” she stared at her nails. “Callista Zeni,” I growled. "It's called 'post-nut clarity,' darling. Most men have it. Taye just happens to have a military-grade version of it." She leaned in, her turquoise eyes dancing with mischief. "Face it, Ly. For the first time in your life, you slept with someone and they didn't wake up obsessed with you. In fact, he looks like he’s already forgotten your name."

Tyler has claimed the bed, curled into a sleepy cinnamon roll, while the rest of us form a loose circle around an empty beer bottle. I’m perched in Teddy’s lap, his arm snug around my waist and his thigh under mine, which is doing dangerous things to the heat pooling between my legs. It doesn’t help that I can feel him—hard and unbothered, like we’re not surrounded by friends and half-strangers. I shift, purposely, and whisper, “You better calm that thing down.” He grins against my neck. “Make me.” Instead, I slide off his lap with a teasing roll of my eyes and plop down beside him. “I’m my own team, thanks.”

“Uh, do you—” “Shit, yeah, hold on.” The unmistakable rustle of a phone set on something soft scrapes through the speakers. In the distance, I hear low murmurs. Comforting. Tears prick at the corners of my eyes, and I stick the hangnail in my mouth just to pull on it harder. September sun. Nothing to worry about. The phone rasps back up. “Sorry, Teddy woke up from his nap early. Do—” “Teddy?” I ask, barely hearing the start of her question. “Is that, uh… I mean, do you have kids already?”

Los Angeles, Next Morning. “Mom, quickly turn on the television. I can’t believe that Jane, that slut had lied to us all these months she had stayed with us.” Teddy’s sister rushed to her mother’s room, almost frightening her mother, who was still in bed out of her skin. “What’s the meaning of all this, Milly? Don’t you see that I’m sleeping?” Teddy’s mother’s voice was filled with displeasure at being woken up early in the morning by her daughter.

Teddy also noticed that Charlotte looked tough and strong, and he knew it was because of Jack's baby that she had given birth to, and his blood that had mixed up with hers. As Teddy arrived at the guest room, he carefully unlocked the door and entered the room. He saw Anne still sleeping on the bed, but the maids had dressed up the bed and covered Anne properly. The time was past 7 am, and Anne was still on the bed. Teddy didn't want to leave for work without saying goodbye to Anne. So, he went to the bed and met her, and he gently leaned in beside her and tapped her shoulder gently. Anne was enjoying her sleep as she dreamt of all the fun places that Teddy had taken her to before she turned

They even helped me get him into bed, making sure I was ok before they left me alone with him. Sitting on the edge of the bed, I stared down at Teddy's slumbering form. He was completely out. He was even snoring softly. After a few minutes, when it seemed clear that he wasn't going to wake up in need of a rush to the bathroom, I walked around the room and found a small trash can. Setting it on the floor next to the bed just in case, I climbed back on. I felt compelled to stay as close to him as possible. My dear, dear brother.