Page 124 of Little Deaths


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He flicked the bracelet on her wrist as she kissed his throat. “I’m a decent husband, though.”

“You are.” She let the chain around his neck slip from her teeth. “I have everything I never allowed myself to want. Sometimes I’m afraid I’ll wake up and find it all taken away. That I’ll be back in that house, jumping at shadows.”

“The only one who’s going to make you do any jumping is me.” He tilted her chin up and kissed her. “And I prefer you on your back.”

“More like on my knees,” she quipped.

“That too,” he said absently. “But I like you best when you’re on the stage. That’s when you light up. Because you’re happy. And that makes me happy, too.”

Happy, she thought wistfully.That was what I was looking for, in all of those roles I played. In that fairytale that ended up becoming a nightmare.

She had moved to another town and ended her career, looking for it, and woken up one day and realized that she finally grasped it in the palm of her own hand.

The one being held by her husband as she slept.

“I love you,” she said, the words coming more easily now with habit. “I didn’t think I could love anyone as much as I love you. You’re as twisted as I am, but somehow, we fit together anyway.”

“I love you, too.” He rolled over, pinning her back against the sheets as he looked down at her with that expression of dark devotion that she was coming to accept as her due. “But right now, I’m more interested in hearing exactly how you think we fit together.”

So she showed him.

The End

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