HIS TOY
I asked, but my words came out more like a statement than a question.
“Let's take this one step at a time, pumpkin,” he said and kissed my hair, his lips felt warm.
I walked over to the couch and sunk myself in. My life had changed in just a day — or a night.
“I might not stay home tonight…”
“Of course, you won't,” I said sarcastically, rubbing my forehead. Annie's relationship with father was better than what I was facing — though toxic.
Owen shrugged, and walked over to me, his frosty coloured eyes looked rather pale. He knelt on one knee.
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