Prompted by: Adrian
The crazy author says: MERRY CHRISTMAS!!! 🎅🎄🎁⛄️
Twitch swipes a handful of first aid supplies and disappears into the bathroom. When he returns a minute later, his sexily torn jeans sit low on his sexily narrow hips. Unbuttoned. Unzipped.
I need to focus on something else.
He’s stacked a few layers of gauze over his ribs and secured them in place with several long strips of medical tape.
“Still worried about me, Sid?”
I roll my eyes.
“Didn’t think so,” he chuckles and crawls into bed with us.
“Umm, what are you doing?”
Settling back onto the pillow, he closes his damn eyes. “Taking a nap.”
My mouth goes dry. “Here?”
“Want me to sleep on the floor?”
Yes. Maybe. Probably.
“Because I will if you want me to.”
“No,” I croak.
A lazy grin spreads across his face as Twitch mumbles, “Didn’t think so…”
Apparently, I’m living with screwed for tonight.
At least he doesn’t snore.
What’s the prompt for next week, guys?
Make suggestions below. 7 words or less.