..::.. Chapter 72 - Bubblegum ..::..

I dream of lips like his, but a mouth so plump and small. A tongue like bubblegum.

A little thumb. A soft fist. The baby suckles hungrily on the digit.

In my dream I'm … not like when I'm awake. I'm happy, and I'm content.

I wake up hungry, too, and maybe it's telling me to get the fuck up and move. I'm dead weight. It's dead weight in me. I lie on my side because sleeping like I used to gives me fucking heartburn. A bulging belly I didn't ask for.

I tell it, and the growling, to fuck off. I close my eyes to sleep again. But I can't escape it.

I dream of lips like his.

A little thumb. A soft fist.

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