So It Begins
If anyone told Ida that married life was sweet, they didn’t tell her just how cloying it was. They had just laid down for the night and Ida burrowed under the heavy blanket. The air was charged, and the moon peeked through the curtains casting a sliver of light on the silk bed sheet. Ida tried to sleep but her heart was drumming to a crescendo. Kensley’s restless hand wasn’t helping either. Ida made a move to smack him but Kensley was faster, snapping his hand back resulting in Ida slapping her hip. “Ow!!!” Ida turned to face Kensley, pummeling his chest. “How dare you move!?” Kensley caught her wrists with a laugh and pulled her into his embrace. “I’m not dumb enough to hold still,” he chuckled into her ear. Ida pulled her hands out of Kensley’s hold and rubbed her itchy ear. She
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