The Heart of Her
Wednesday, December 31st, 1969
“He really will kill you, you know.” Zoe purred as Wash traced delicate designs on her belly and thighs. Wash merely sighed in response, pulling her closer to him. “And if he doesn’t, I will.” She opened her eyes to look into his, which were half-closed, almost dreaming.
“I’m dead either way.” […]