He chuckles, and the sound makes me feel warm all over. Jeez. Have I always been this horny? I move towards him and take the coffee from his hand, placing it on my nightstand. I try to ignore the small bout of happiness I feel in my chest at the fact that he remembered both my favorite coffee and the way I like my pasta, but it’s impossible. Everything he does makes me ridiculously happy. Everything about being with him makes me ridiculously happy. It makes me happy that I can stand on my tip-toes and give him a thank-you kiss just because I feel like it, and it makes me happy that he’s
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