Who would’ve known what I’d find in that fucking basement. More importantly, who knew what I was gonna do.
It felt natural, to take off my cut and place it over her shoulders. She’d been exposed for god knows how long, and all I could think is that I didn’t want another man’s eyes raking over her body.
In putting my cut over her, I was claiming her as mine.
Alexa may not know it, but she’s my lost little lamb and I won’t let anyone harm her ever again.