Three months later, Ted rolled over onto his back with a long sigh. He woke to find Daisy’s hot young body snuggled up close to him in his bed. Christ, he’d only been able to keep her out of it for a week. Then nightmares set in. Something was under her bed. Noises came from her closet. She’d thought she saw eyes peering at her out of her window, and finally insomnia set in when she couldn’t fall asleep in his arms. The last excuse he tried putting his foot down and demand she drink warm milk to help her along, but when Daisy started being late for school and finally missing school because of lack of sleep, Ted caved.
Yet the more sleep Daisy got the less sleep Ted got. He’d gone so far as to wedge a pillow between them only to wake with the pillow on the floor and Daisy’s warm soft body
