Whispered words, curled up around you, cuddled against your chest, shaking with laughter, and lust, and happiness, drifting in and out of sleep so I can make sure you, this, is real.
It wasn’t.
Whispered words, curled up around you, cuddled against your chest, shaking with laughter, and lust, and happiness, drifting in and out of sleep so I can make sure you, this, is real.
It wasn’t.