Me: Should I study or go to sleep?
Him: Its 8 : 30 pm, study for an hour then go to sleep, angel.
Me: But I'm really tired.
Him: Then go to sleep kitten.
- Trying to go to sleep -
-A few minutes later-
Me: Can you tell me a happy bedtime story pretty please?
Him:
Once upon a time there was a pretty kitten. She was so pretty inside and outside that everyone loved her. But there was one love she needed the most. That love that no one gave to her in her life.
And she was very lucky because she had that love. The love of her master. She loved him so much she would do anything for him. Little did she know he felt the same.
Me: Can I ask a short and little question? 🙂
Him: Of course kitten.
Me: Sorry to interrupt. Is this the same kitten from the previous stories?
Him: Always the same kitten.
Me: Aww
Him: Always based on you.
Me: 0.0
Him:
He felt bad that sometimes he could give her all the attention she deserved. But if she could feel his thoughts she would always, feel his love. She was his kitten. His love. But most of all she was his. He layed there in his chair. Holding her little body. Stroking her. Making her purr so loudly it could be felt too.
There was nothing more they wanted than where they were right now. They lay there together comforting each other. With kisses and touch. But mostly love. They spent the night cuddled in the chair. Happy of heart. Comforted by each other.
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Daddy's Pretty Kitten
ChickLitThis is a story written by my love. One day I told him I was so stressed and sad that I couldn't sleep. I asked him to tell me happy bed time story. He wrote me this and said to me "You were my muse for it angel." He knows I'm insecure about how I...
