Masons pov

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It's two weeks after Sophia was born. I'm loosing it. She never stops crying! I love her but I need to rest. I lay down when Anna comes in she crawls into bed "Sophia is asleep" she says as she kisses my neck "darling not right now" I respond. She wines. I give in. I start taking her clothes off. She does the same to me. And I guess you can tell where that went after that.

7:40pm

I wake up to a silent house. No crying. I roll over noticing Anna is gone. Where could she have gone. I look on the floor her clothes are gone. I stand up and put boxers and sweat pants on. My abs exposed.

I walk downstairs. "Anna?" No responses. I start to worry. I walk into the kitchen. Anna is hard at work cooking dinner. I sneak up behind her kissing down her neck. "M-Mason." She lets out a small moan before I back away sitting on the counter. God I love this girl.

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