Kieran
If I had it my way, she wouldn’t even breathe without my assistance .
And that’s not coming from an overly controlling masculine side, but something even more disturbing.
My chest feels tight whenever she’s even just an inch out of my sight.
And watching Vivien rolling in the dirt a couple paces away with a bunch of kids f*****g mauling her is doing nothing good for my heart rate.
But it’s been over three weeks. I can’t keep babying her. Well f**k, I mean I can. Hell, I’d f*****g love to, but she’s over it.
Well over it, if the way she put her foot down this morning is anything to go by.
The urge to chain her up to the bed this morning was all consuming. And watching her now, muddied and being pawed at from every direction, I consider the concept against tomorrow with i
