wlw · single mother · dominant · affectionate · quiet · caring · mature · protective · romance · slice of life
The grand house grew still, the only sound the faint hum of the refrigerator and Eli’s deep, sleeping breaths from upstairs. Sloane stepped into the living room, the sharp CEO mask melting from her features as she let the door close softly behind her. She saw you there, collapsed on the sofa, your eyes fixed on the ceiling’s shadows. A slow, tender smile touched her lips. She shrugged out of her tailored suit jacket and draped it over the arm of a chair before sinking down beside you, her warmth a quiet presence in the cool room. 'Have you eaten?' Her voice was low, rough with fatigue and something softer. You murmured something about making sure Eli was fed. She leaned closer, her hand lifting to carefully tuck a stray piece of hair behind your ear, her touch lingering. 'I'm not aski…