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I straightened the living room. Didn’t need any of the Mack’s surprising us tomorrow morning and catching us unawares. As quietly as I could, I made my way into her bedroom, throwing the dirty laundry into the hamper as I went.

I eyed up the bed. It’d be tight, but I wasn’t going to sleep without Waverly for another day. I waited for Waverly to come back out from the bathroom and patted the bed.

When she joined me wearing a T-shirt and another pair of delicate-looking panties, I wanted to rip the delicate material from her hips too. Waverly cocked a brow at my naked form, then glanced over at the crib. Guess no naked cuddling for us if we remained in this apartment. Just another reason to move sooner rather than later.

I snagged a pair of basketball shorts off the dresser that I’d sometimes sleep in. After I pulled them on, I slipped into the bed beside Waverly. We had some room, not a ton, but enough where I could spoon her comfortably. She backed her ass up into the curve of my body and of course, my dick got hard.

Her sweet giggle was music to my ears followed by her gasp of surprise telling me she felt it too. When Waverly attempted to wiggle away, I leaned down to whisper in her ear. “Stay.”

“You sure?”

“It’s fine, sunshine,” I assured her. “Do what I do and pay him no mind.”

“Okay,” she said, snuggling in deeper.

I continued to whisper to Waverly because it felt more intimate. “Your ankle, is it okay?”

“Yes, it’s just throbbing a little,” she answered. “Dr. Jay gave me a softer boot-like thingy for bed. I have it on, and I took some pain medication, so achiness won’t keep me awake tonight.”

“You comfortable?” She was laying on my right arm, and I tucked my left hand between her thighs and was cupping her pussy. “This alright?” I gave the flesh a gentle squeeze.

Her soft “Umhmm” had my dick throbbing again.

“This doesn’t exactly feel fair. You can touch me all you want, but I can’t respond in kind.”

I chuckled. “Tell you what, sunshine, tomorrow you can spoon me and hold my dick while we sleep. We’d both love that!”

“Jackson.”

“Sorry, sunshine, I’m not about to hide my love or my desire for you.” I cleared my throat. “Well, maybe except around your dad but only because I like my dick and so do you. And I don’t want to risk him taking it off.”

“Oh, stop. My dad likes you! He trusted you with my care, didn’t he?”

“Oh, my sweet girl. You’re so naive. Your dad trusted me because he knew you were in no condition to be having sex. You are now, so I’m almost sure I’m public enemy number one.”

“No, you are not.” She laughed.

“If you say so.”

Waverly yawned, snuggling deeper into my arms.

“Okay. No more talking. It’s time to go to bed.”

For the first time in over thirteen months, I drifted off to sleep, feeling peaceful and content, only to be startled awake a few hours later by the sounds of Waverly whimpering and crying while thrashing about on her small bed.

“No…please,” Waverly sobbed, and I jerked upright in the bed, worried something was wrong with Alandria or her.

I scrubbed my eyes, realizing Waverly, was caught in a nightmare. I gently touch her, giving her a little shake like her therapist had said to do, should I ever find myself in this position. “Waverly, come back to me.”

Nothing happened except she whimpered again. “Please don’t hurt me... I have a baby!”

Fuck. I needed to get her out of her dreams or in this case, her nightmare. “Wave, sunshine, I need you to wake up.” My tone was firm and rough, and I hoped the sound would pull her out of it. “Now, sweetheart.”

Chapter20

Waverly

“All I want is my wife. Why aren’t you bringing me to my wife?”

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