Theodore
“Theo? Theo!”
I startle out of my daydream, finding Gilda tapping her foot.
The men around me laugh as I jump to my feet, balancing as I flinch because of the soreness in my muscles.
“Did something happen?” I ask panicky.
She scoffs, blowing upwards and getting her bangs to bounce up. “I have been trying to get your attention for minutes! Is everything alright?”
“Sure,” I flash her a smile, pulling at my turtleneck. “Why shouldn’t it be?”
And I don’t even have to force anything or lie to her.
Even though I didn’t sleep much, I feel as well-rested as I have never felt. My belly is full and I am feeling like a perfectly fed baby, ready for its nappy time.
Maybe if I didn’t have to hide the strange marks and the love bites I have on my body, I would feel even bett
