A week later
"Babe? Where are my boxers?"
"Um... what ones?"
"The ones I gave you to wear last night." I could hear the smirk on his face.
"I am washing them now. But you have more in your top drawer."
I am really happy here with Bash. The first few days were hard, but once he proved that I needed him I was quick to accept him.
He proved to me that I needed him to survive. I don't know why I didn't see it until now. He moved us to right outside of Miami so we could be alone and have our private lives. I have no clue why I ever thought I could live without him.
He is so handsome, strong, loving, and he shows me what I should do because he knows that I need someone to help me out.
"Babe, what did I say?"
I thought for a minute. I guess I zoned out.
"I-I'm sorry, I-I was just thinki
