Ethan's POV
I took Winter to get her stitches out today. She hast stopped touching the places they were and every time she goes to touch one, I smack her hand away. Like now, for example. "Winter, you have got to stop touching them!" I exclaim.
"I know! I know! I just feel so weird without them now. Like, I had gotten so used to them that I forgot what it was like to have them out." Winter replies as she goes to touch one again. I grip her hands as we stand by the door to our room at the top of the stairs.
"Am I going to have to restrain you?" I ask, giving her a half-hearted glare and holding we hands down. Winter blinks a few times then smirks.
"Kinky." She murmurs before pulling away and walking into our room. My cheeks flush a shade of bright pink as I process the situation and I grumble some cuss words under my breath. "Besides," She begins again. "I think I've had enough bondage for a lifetime." Winter holds up her still bruised wrists with a small smile. I know she meant it as a joke, but even she couldn't deny how horrible the event was.
"Just stop touching them, alright?" I sigh in defeat. "They're not fully healed yet and you need to be careful. I don't want you to get an infection or rip one of those open again."
"Look at you, so mature." Winter giggles as I walk up to her. She takes my hands and I lay my forehead against hers. "You know, you'll make a great dad someday." She comments. I shrug.
"Maybe... I hope I will at least." I reply quietly.
"I know you will. You'll do great at anything you chose to do, Ethan." Winter smiles up at me. I scoff with a soft chuckle.
"You sound like a really crappy video from the 90s they would show us in high school about career choices." I comment. Winter rolls her eyes and pushes me away playfully.
"You're so strange." She sighs.
"Life is strange." I shrug.
"Stop referencing video game titles." Winter calls as she heads towards the bathroom. I just chuckle and shake my head at her.
"I'm gonna go downstairs and work on some editing, okay?" I call as I kick my shoes off and lay my jacket on the bed.
"That's fine." Winter calls back. I turn on my heels and head downstairs and to the kitchen, grabbing an apple quickly before retrieving my laptop and sitting down on the couch. I make myself comfortable and begin editing, but I'm a bit cold. Instead of getting a blanket like a normal person, as soon as Winter comes down the stairs, I call her over.
"Whatcha need?" She asks curiously, her head tilted slightly in a cute manner.
"I'm cold." I complain.
"What do you want me to do about it?" Winter replies sassily.
"Cuddle me, please?" I pout, practically begging her. She sighs and rolls her eyes.
"Fiiine, but only because you're cute." Winter grumbles. I cheer as she sits next to me on the couch, practically engulfing me in her arms. I laugh at her actions before I continue editing, now much warmer than before.
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A/N-
Woah, I updated. Woah, it's short.
I'M SORRY! I AM REALLY TRYING HERE! T°T
All I can write right now is fluff and filler, I'm sorry guys. I'm going to try to write more and get chapters up on time.
I will say, this book is coming to a close soon.
-Taryn (@.@)