My Punishment
"Don't speak. I'll be home at 8. Be in position." No sweet talk, no asking how my day was going. Just his demand. Shit. Not good. I looked at the clock. 7 already?! I get up and get busy. I glanced at the clock, two more minutes. I get in position, knowing you won't come in any earlier, but even if you're late, I’m not to be. It feels like forever, but I finally hear the front door open. My heart soared. I love knowing you've come home to me. Then I hear your voice. I can't...