decadent-rider
Twenty Thousand Club
She shook her head and smiled, moving to lay up against him, relaxing when she felt his arms go round her. “No. You don’t have to stop having hobbies when you become an old man.” She teased him, kissing the side of his neck. “You working tomorrow?” She asked quietly, yawning a bit.
He shook his head and frowned. “Don’t start that. And there’s a lot to discuss. Cause I’m not gonna have our kid growing up in a split household if I can help it. You want them to have the same fucked up childhood we did? I want better for them and I want you to come home.” He told her genuinely.
He shook his head and frowned. “Don’t start that. And there’s a lot to discuss. Cause I’m not gonna have our kid growing up in a split household if I can help it. You want them to have the same fucked up childhood we did? I want better for them and I want you to come home.” He told her genuinely.