Milk and Madness

Summary

I ended up with the guy who used to bully me in high school.

As the morning light filtered into the room, I only slightly moved my arm.

The arm clamped around my waist instantly tightened its hold.

Caleb Thorne lowered his head and kissed my neck, his deep voice carrying the huskiness of just waking up.

"Did you sleep well last night?"

I froze for a moment, then obediently nodded.

In the past, maybe I would have resisted a little, but he spent three weeks teaching me a lesson.

Obedience is best.

He took my hand resting by my side, intertwining his fingers with mine with interest.