queue is what we aim for

childlike-innocence:

Leah remained seated on the bed, a blanket wrapped around her shoulders and her hair tangled as she looked up at him. She was worried, she was always worried when it came to him and his job. A soft sigh escaped her lips and she nodded, “I know…I know. Just promise me you’ll come back? Even if I’m sleeping you’ll come back and wake me up?”

Rolling his lips together, Vince pushed a hand
backwards through his hair as he stood in her
doorway; his head turning to look back in her
direction, the smallest hint of anticipation over
the night that lay ahead laced into his expression.
“I promise” he sighed. “But don’t expect me to wake
you up if you’re fast asleep; rest is important.”