C131 Mr. Jealous is Here

I sat on the edge of the bed as I took off the heels I wore today, massaging my throbbing, aching calves. The door to the room opened, and Reyhan walked in and squatted down in front of me, stroking my calves and examining my feet with his gaze.

“You shouldn’t wear these shoes anymore; they’re dangerous for you,” he admonished, to which I responded with a smile and a nod. The Reyhan