[missax] Jennifer White – Taking Care Of Mommy -

Jennifer’s heart thumped a little faster. “And you make me feel needed,” she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.

Eleanor reached out, her fingers brushing Jennifer’s wrist. The touch was electric, a reminder of the countless evenings they’d shared, of the laughter and the tears. “You always take such good care of me,” she murmured. “It makes me feel… alive.” [missax] jennifer white – taking care of mommy

There was a pause, a lingering moment where the world seemed to hold its breath. Eleanor’s eyes searched Jennifer’s, finding the same mixture of tenderness and something more—an unspoken acknowledgment of the bond that had deepened beyond mother and daughter, into something richer, more intimate. Jennifer’s heart thumped a little faster

“I’d start by making you comfortable,” she said, her voice warm. “I’d run a warm bath, fill it with rose petals, and then I’d lie beside you, letting my hand trace circles on your skin, easing every ache.” The touch was electric, a reminder of the