Chapter Ten
I made my way over to the dresser and opened the drawer that I had claimed as my own. It didn’t matter that it was mine, Lover would often stash his stuff in my drawers. He liked to put things in Demon’s section of the closet as well. I assumed that when Sandra started to use the closet more, he’d do the same to her as well.
One of his concert t-shirts was folded neatly on top of my shorts. Shaking my head, I picked it up and sat it off to the side before grabbing a pair of basketball shorts. I slipped them on while watching Sandra and Demon in the big mirror that hung above the dresser.
He looked more at peace than I had seen him in a really long time. His breathing was evening out as he drew his hand up and down her arm with lazy, feather-light touches.
Closing the drawer
