Contentment
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I’d fallen asleep. My eyes flickered open and I saw her shoes not far away.
I stretched over and lapped along their edges for a bit.
She reached down ran her fingers through my hair, gave me a quick gentle scratch behind my ear.
“What a good little plaything” she murmured absently. I knew her attention was elsewhere.
I went back to sleep.
I’d been there how long? An hour, maybe two.
Time didn’t matter. Some evenings as she worked I was happy to be able to lie beneath her and let her know how happy I was to be there.
