I woke up because it was hard to breathe. There's Lochlan, in my face, all of his weight pinning me to the bed. He seems comfortable. He smiles. You're staying right here today because I'm making you, Peanut. Oh. He's going to assert his authority without any clothes on even.
Why?
Because I can.
What about church?
Sam can pray for your soul. You don't have to be present. You have connections.
The kids-
It's Caleb's day.
Ben-
Has already gone.
I have some things I want to do.
He grins. They can wait.
I have to pee.
Nope, he laughs.
I try a different tack. People will be looking for me! They know I'm here-
Nice try, Bridge.
I give up and he remains there. Kissing my eyelashes, nuzzling his nose up under mine. All low and quiet. Content.
I have to wreck this. Just because I need to win and I really want to get up.
Locket? I'm...so.....so hungry.
Oh come on! So not fair. He lifts off and throws his weight down beside me. Why you have to play THAT card?
(Loch has massive PTSD from the summers when we didn't actually make enough to eat properly and had to steal instead. He calls it battle fatigue though.)
Because I can.
Wow. You win. But I will return! He shakes his fist mightily.
Right, okay then. Want some waffles?
Oh yeah. That would be good right now.
