Her hair was fuckin’ everywhere, warm silk on my chest, arms, and abs, but I loved the feel’a it, the smell of burnt sugar and warm cherries all around me. Couldn’t stop touchin’ her even though she was asleep sprawled over my body like a heavy blanket. Loved the feel of her on me, her curves against my edges. Loved the weight of her on my chest against my heart. Loved fuckin’ everything about this girl. If I’d had any doubt before, it was fuckin’ clear to me now that Lou was mine.
