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As if we’d done it a million times before, we crawled into bed and he pulled me onto his chest. His heart beat a constant rhythm much like his personality. Strong and steady. I curled in closer and closed my eyes.
His lips brushed the top of my head. “You didn’t answer about me staying one more day.”
“I’m afraid that tomorrow I’ll wake up and this was all a dream. You’re not real. Not here.”
“I’m here and I want to stay longer. Does that work?”
I nodded, my hair grazing his chin.
“Good,” he murmured.
It’s the day after that I’m not sure how it will work.
We fell asleep wrapped in each other’s arms.
I would have to worry about tomorrow after today.
