Easy Prey
POV David At some point we dozed off in each other's arms, a tangled mess of naked bodies. As my eyes opened, dusk was shining through the windows and the dimming light was casting shadows through the room. I stared at Lauren's sleeping figure across my torso and couldn’t help but trace the scars that lined her back and side with my finger tips. She flinched slightly and wiggled away. "That tickles." She rotated til her head was facing mine and her body rested against me. I wrapped my arms around her and held her close. She’d never carry another scar as long as I could protect her. "Your tummies rumbling." She laughed and then on cue her stomach grumbled loudly. "Yours too. Seems we skipped lunch today." "We ate, just not the food that keeps our tummies happy." Lauren s
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