she’s going to murder the alarm clock. who set their alarm for sunday morning. who even thought of that. who did that. of course she had married a fastidious man who enjoyed not only keeping order but the early morning hours. with henry spending the weekend with regina, and her parents on their fifteenth honeymoon. sunday was hers to indulge. and her husband set the god forsaken alarm.
raising up her eyes narrow --- fingertips flexing. magic. she’s got it in her. she’s done it before. okay so maybe more harrowing events. but she’s just gotten comfortable while using her spouse as her primary pillow. not to mention it was the middle of winter in maine. no way was she getting up to turn it off. a few moments of concentration.... and the obnoxious ringing drowned off. the screen of the clock filling with water. a victorious smile on her lips as she nestled down against him. truth be told he still looked asleep. maybe he wouldn’t catch her killing the third alarm this month.
@indissoluta | graham and emma married? more likely than u think