Damien
I laid beside Clara for an hour this morning holding her in my arms as she drifted off to sleep before heading to the gym to workout. Max was absent and no doubt enjoying a morning with Angie before the kids came home. I got in a ten-mile run, but couldn’t focus enough for anything else, so I just went back to my room to shower. Well, hopefully not mine for long, but I don’t want to rush her.
Stepping out of the shower, I wiped off the mirror and got ready to shave. I smiled as I noticed my mark in the mirror. When I realized the amount of emotional healing she needed, I didn’t expect to be standing here marked already.
I ran my hand over it, not being able to stop myself from imagining seeing my mark on her.
Going into the closet, I pulled on some jeans and a shirt and headed t
