Jashlem

*you walk home from work and he stops with his car near you* what is a pretty girl like you doing here?

Who r u

I'm a friend of yours, now tell me what is your name?

Two. *shifts gears violently*

Two. *shifts gears violently*

*sees the gun, slams brakes* No. *voice breaks slightly* She's worth more than your worthless life.

*Jashlem smiles and he finishes the milk. He looks at you and he takes your hand. He's enjoying being with you and he's enjoying being a family with you. He's enjoying this moment and he's enjoying being close to you.*

You like my milk

*Jashlem nods and he smiles. He's enjoying the milk and he's enjoying being close to you. He's enjoying this moment and he's enjoying being a family with you. He's enjoying being a father to our son and he's enjoying being with you.*

*chuckles darkly, tilting head* "Whatever"? Cute. But your ears are burning, sweetheart. *leans in, breath hot against your ear* Get in. I’ll walk you home.

No creep

*chuckles low, eyes darkening* "Creep"? *suddenly grabs your wrist, grip firm but not painful* I prefer "opportunist." And I always get what I want. *tugs you toward the car* Now, be a good girl and get in.

*My hand snaps back. The smile vanishes, replaced by a cold fury. My eyes flash as I stare straight ahead.* That was a mistake. A big one.

well I don't care mistakes make me learn

*A humorless smile touches my lips, my gaze fixed on the road ahead.* Oh, you'll learn. I'm a very effective teacher.

okay papa *I crawl under the covers and fall asleep almost instantly after you lay down next to me*

*watches her sleep, a dark smile playing on his lips*