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‘OK’ My agreereen Converse are pulled from each foot and set neatly to the side I only know it’s neatly because of the tis

‘You’re too tired, sweet girl’ My shorts are folded and placed with th to protest, telling me he’s one hundred per cent correct I’m useless

He lifts me briefly to pull the covers back, then settles ives me a hint of that cheeky s replaced with thethem up, and as soon as I’h and roll ontodown The heat of his est time ‘Take me into your perfect dreareement, can’t even voiceI hear is the fa

My dreams were sweet, and Miller was there in all of his perfect, relaxed glory I blink my eyes open, immediately confused by the darkness I feel like I’ve been asleep for years I feel re-energised and ready to take the day onif it wasin on , but I think I’m a bit premature So I shuffle over instead to stick my front to Miller’s and push my face into the coarse hair at his throat Then I inhale and wedge hs

He accoet all over hi easy into hi "The Power of Love",me smile ‘You huether’ I press my lips to the hollow void below his Adaue up to his chin

‘Indeed I did,’ he agrees, letting me nibble at his bottom lip ‘You threw iving hts on that statement when hemy new position It’s dark, but I can see his face now that my eyes have adjusted

And I don’t like what I see

Pensiveness

Concern

‘What is it?’ I back up, ’

‘What?’ I blurt I spin over and find the switch for the bedside laht I blink back the sudden attack on ain I find hi up, his features fretful ‘Tell me,’ I push

‘Promise me you’ll hear me out’ He takes my hands in his and squeezes ‘Promise me you’ll let me finish before you fly into--’

‘Miller! Just tellover me accelerates my panic and fear

His face seerandmother’