55// father
Hands are circling around
my stomach
slowly
gently
warmlyHe hasn't even changed
out of his suitA deep content sigh
escapes meAs there's a knock at the door
"What are you doing here?"
Grayson growls
to whoever is at the door
"I'm only here to see the mother of my unborn child"
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S U I T S (#2)
Short StoryLife consisted of men and lace Then Grayson took Ophelia home Life began to consist of wealth and S U I T S *Sequel to L A C E* ®All Rights Reserved to ARM179 Best Ranking: #152 in Short Story 19/1/16