It was a muggy, miserable afternoon when she heard the news. He was out. Her heart began to race, and she felt something close to butterflies take flight in her turning belly. HE WAS OUT!? She had just started to wrap her brain around him being gone, for at least the foreseeable future. Plus, she was supposed to hate him after his verbal warfare just days before going to jail. But he was out.... She knew, without a shadow of a doubt only two things. The first was that she most definitely did not hate the guy, far, far from it. and the second was within a very short time he would be in her bed once more, whispering lies and fairy tales to her. This time, she would be cold, and calculated, when it came to the affection, and the attention she gave to the man she loved so dearly. "He's out..." she whispered softly to herself. Come what may...
© SavDee