Her eyes opened on the morning of March 1st, making it shy of a month and a half she and Oliver had been together. The sun peaked through the windows and she yawned, sitting up to stretch her body.
"You're up? How are you feeling?"Oliver pushed the door open with his back bringing in a tray of breakfast for Kayla.
"I'm fine. Just sore." She wrinkled her nose, smiling playfully at him. Her professor didn't allow her to do anything around the house, only cooking lunch and dinner for them because he loved watching her cook and it made her happy.
Last night, they had sex and there was a little bit of blood play after that, she puked out blood which he saw and she had to lie that she was anemic. He did everything for her and wanted to do anything for her.
Kayla was even afraid to go shopping with him because anything she looked at he purchased and when she admonished him, he would look at her in disdain, blaming her, "Then don't look at Hastings! I just want to spoil you raccoon."
