It's a cold nite. You wake up in the middle of the night and turn around to the warmth. You see them in the most peaceful and innocent state of sombre. You smile, kiss gently fearing they wake up. You turn around and an involuntary grin forms on your face. Then you feel an arm around your waist and think it just cant get better.
This continued for weeks...then she could not feel the warmth anymore. What was left was moist cheeks.
This continued for weeks...then she could not feel the warmth anymore. What was left was moist cheeks.
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