C8 Dream

Out of nervousness, I gripped the robe tightly to my body. "Why are you angry?" I stuttered a question, and tears welled in my eyes but were prevented from dripping.

He slowly closed his eyes and blew air while sitting on the couch. "Come here." he tapped his thigh.

I was stilled for a moment. "Let's talk, Angelica. And I want you in my lap, so come here