What a wonderful day it had been and exactly what she had needed.
It had been a long week. And even though she trudged through an endless stack of papers at work each day before hopping on the subway to get to her night classes by 6pm and then exhausting herself with studies before dropping into bed at midnight, just to get up and do it all again the next day – None of that seemed to bother at the moment.
Saturdays were Daddy-n-Me days and his arrival at noon made the work week worth every minute that it gave her to think about him. Each night, as she collapsed into bed at midnight, she knew her exhaustion would quickly lead her into another dream about him. He was her last thought before she went to sleep.
Last night, however, he wasn’t her last thought, but rather, the last thing she saw before she closed her eyes – drifting off into dreamland from within the cradle of his arms. And now, on this beautiful Sunday morning, her first thought after waking up was of him and how he had managed to give her a morning bath without waking her up.
Perhaps she would just keep him as the first and last thoughts of each day and night. Leaving the secrets of his magic as a mystery was more than she’d ever know. And while shifting her hips a crinkly, morning stretch – that suited her little heart just fine.
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