Ellison
Everything.
Everything.
Everything.
That was the only word I allowed my brain to think of, that was the only word my heart whispered. I walked into the bedroom alone as Brandon had said that he had to make a call. I wondered about what we’d do when he’d come into the bedroom, but I knew what I wanted to do.
Watching him read a bedtime story to Alice and Sophie in that deep voice of his that sent tingles through my body was more than enough for my already stimulated body and all I wanted was to grab him by the collar and drag him back upstairs, here, in our room so I could do all we had promised each other we’d do, before everything had went to s**t.
Now as I stood in the bedroom, I remembered his text from the other day and went to his closet to see what he had left for me.
