His voice got louder, causing Dorothy's brows to furrow deeply.

"Keep it down, will you?" Everett took a deep breath, convincing himself not to continue this pointless argument with a drunk.

Patiently, he wrapped his arms around her, soothing her like he would his daughter, gently stroking her hair.

"Be a good girl. Drink this hangover cure, and you'll feel much better. Then get some sleep. The kids are looking forward to playing with you tomorrow." Perhaps it was the tenderness in his voice that did it, but Dorothy suddenly rolled over, pinning Everett to the bed; her arms encircled his neck and she nuzzled him like a kitten.

This gesture conjured a memory.

climb into bed and nuzzled him after he finished work and took his evening shower. It seemed like in this moment, she was absolutely certain that the man she

his chin on her forehead, his

discomfort was still evident through her

already open bottle of hangover cure on the nightstand. But as he turned back, the woman in his arms had already begun to

the buttons..." Dorothy's voice was a shaky mix of

her actions needed no

Everett was just a man! A man

word, Everett's voice grew huskier with a heavy rasp, "Let me go, and I'll help you change into

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