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t’s hours before I fall asleep.
I lie in the dark in Kage’s strong arms, listening to his deep, even breathing, tucked next to him, warm and safe. He’s on his side with one arm and one leg thrown over me, protecting me even in sleep.
He made me stand next to the bed as he gently rubbed lotion into each of my butt cheeks. Then he brought me aspirin and a glass of water and made me drink. He winced at the mark he left on my neck, but his brow smoothed when I lied and said I couldn’t feel it at all.
Then he pulled me down into bed beside him and instantly fell into a deep sleep.
He hasn’t moved a muscle in hours.
I wonder when he last slept.
I also wonder how this tragedy we’re brewing will come to a head.
It’s inevitable. I know deep in my soul that we’re a rudderless ship
