She finally relented, laughing until tears were in her eyes. “Fine, you’re not a jerkface.” The words came out in pants. “What am I then?” I didn’t let her out of the circle of my arms. “My new favorite audience member.” She stared into my eyes with so much openness and joy it made me want to keep her in bed and show her every single way she was mine. I could stay here for the rest of my life. And I wanted this moment to stretch on for eons to come. The warm, early-morning sun streaked through her slatted blinds, lighting up her hair and making the deep chestnut brown glow. The gentle swell of
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