Crow
There was something I liked about this domestic home life. Something I hadn’t even realised I wanted until I was living it.
Me , Crow.
It would have made me laugh if it was anyone else. But it was no laughing matter. I loved seeing her flit around my house. Smiling and laughing. She filled it with warmth. I hadn’t realised how empty it was until then. How devoid of love.
A house was meant to be full of laughter. It’s what turned a house into a home.
“What are you smiling about?” Chloe’s warm hand slid across my shoulders. It was a familiar touch. Not s****l in any way but it didn’t need to be. All Chloe had to do was look at me and I wanted her. Our passionate love making last night and again this morning hadn’t done anything to dampen my need for her. If anything it had fann
