Chapter Seventy Nine
“Shopping day pt. 1"
The next morning I wake up in Knox’s arms. I wiggle out of them to go check up on Socrates. As soon as I pick up my little kitten, it’s as if I feel the life return to me. My numb state is replaced by the happiness Socrates brings to me.
There was once a time I could say that about Knox.
For a moment I forget myself, and everything feels like it did all those years ago. I hear Knox roll over in bed, sighing in contentment. I put Socrates down.
“Good morning, Juniper.”
“Good morning, baby.” I respond.
Three things happen in perfect synchronization.
I slap my hand over my mouth, Knox leaps out of bed, and I make a run to the bathroom.
Why the f**k would I say that to him? s**t, having a familiar is really doing things to me.
I try to close
