The Measure of a Touch:from the CEO's contractual wife
Leo melted into her, his limbs loosening, hiccups fading into soft coos.
She smiled without realizing it.
“Hey, little man,” she whispered. “You’re supposed to be napping.”
She kissed his head. He responded by kicking his feet, tears forgotten, fingers curling into her shirt.
That was when she felt it.
The weight of another presence.
Toby.
He sat in the corner, his small body folded inward, arms wrapped tight around a teddy bear. His shoulders sadly hunched for a four year old, chin pressed down. He hadn’t moved around much since she arrived.
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