The last few chapters have been pretty short, sorry about that. The next one is longer and has your smut though so bare with.
Thank you for reading.
April 10th
I had another dream last night. We were in our home, cooking. We danced with precision around the kitchen as if we had done this hundreds of times already. This dream felt different to the others though. This one wasn't just me fantasising about a relationship with her. This one was better. I was wearing a ring. A wedding ring to be precise, and so was she. She moved with swift grace as she rose onto her tiptoes and placed a loving kiss to my lips. "I love you, my wife."
"I love you too, beautiful." There was a tug at my trouser leg and I looked down to find big hazel eyes staring up at me. A little girl with raven curls much like my own was holding her arms open, wanting to be picked up. I lifted her up and she cuddled into my chest before handing me a picture she was overly proud of herself for drawing. It was us. The three of us. She pointed to each figure in turn and exclaimed "That's me and that is mommy and that is you, mama."
My daughter. She couldn't have been more than three years old and an exact mix of me and my wife. My wife. I had married the woman I love more than anything and anyone in the world and we have this gorgeous daughter.
If only that dream was reality.
I need to tell her how much I love her.
