Tired of Being the Nice GuyChapter 16
Sunday - Day 16 Sunday morning I woke up first. In fact, I was able to get out of bed without waking either of the girls. Before leaving the room, however, I removed the blanket and just looked at the two of them. On the left of the bed was Becky. Her hair was now just the color of red that I liked most. Her eyes were closed in sleep, and she had a little smile on her lips. She was still wearing the collar, which I could not believe was comfortable, but which she seemed very attached to....