• big butcher knife •
I grab Erik's hand and drag him all the way to our bedroom.
He laughs when I slam the door and throw him to the wall.
"What's up?" He asks as I rip off his shirt.
"My invisible d**k," I giggle as I take off his belt.
He grabs me and tosses me on the bed. He strips me naked and we make love for hours. Tired and satisfied, we lie down next to each other, my head on his chest.
"I'm sorry, Erik."
"For what?" He asks, stroking my hair.
"For the way I treated you after..." It's hard to say this part. "After what happened."
"I understand that it was hard for you."
"It was hard for you too. You were the baby's father. And I made it harder."
"It's fine. We are fine now. That's all in the past."
He pecks me on the forehead and stares at me, his eyes shining in the
