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She gave a small smile and mouthed a thank you to him. They all started to talk and joke around as they had dinner. Soon, the conversation was just between Roman and Rose as they both giggled and flirted with one another. You couldn't deny the chemistry between them. "The guy asked if I was a funny person and I nodded. I don't crack the best jokes but I know for a fact that I'm funny. He mentioned he's funny too and then he goes, since we're both funny, how about we funicate. He actually meant fornicate." She shook her head, getting angry all over again. "What sort of horrible pick up like is that?" Rose was telling him the worst pickup line that had ever been used for her.

I answered his call. "Hey, Tal," he greeted back. "What are you doing?" "Hmm, just nothing." "Aren't I bothering you?" "No, not really. Why?" He groaned from the other line. "I want a cuddle." My lips pursed in surprise when he said that. Cuddle? What the fuck? "Wait, cuddle? Are you requesting for a cuddle, Sir Ramirez?" "Kiel," he corrected and answered my question. "Yes, I am requesting a cuddle."

Because I can tell that I am close to finishing this. The exposé. I hurried myself to put on clothes. Just the usual corporate uniform that I always wear inside the company. … The elevator opens. Hunter and I went inside. “You should join a cooking competition,” he burped. I fixed his necktie. “What for? It’s not my thing anyway.” Hunter smiled. “Who knows. Besides, your cooking skills is exemplary. Taste like heaven. Just like you.” My cheeks heated. Here he goes again with his cliché pick up lines that always gets me. “Oh, please. It’s just Fried rice and hotdog,” I said. It was the only dish that won’t cost much time to cook since we’re almost late.

Only one was available, the same one she had rested from earlier. Kent suddenly got up and offered, “You can take mine, Zia.” “Oh, no. That’s not necessary,” Clint quickly said. He put his arm around Zia and declared, “We like to cuddle. One is enough for us. Isn’t that right, Sweet Lips?” “Um.” Zia smiled brightly. She put her arm around Clint’s lean waist and said, “Yes, that’s right. I love cuddling with my Cuddle Muffin.” “Ah, my Sweet Lips,” Clint said with a smirk.

“We’re gonna do some of that talking shit, and we’re gonna cuddle while we do it.” I folded my arms across my chest. “I don’t cuddle.” “You didn’t sleep with a guy more than once when you met me, so shut up and get in your bed. Lose the T-shirt.” I stared him down. “I. Don’t. Cuddle.” “I. Don’t. Care,” he retorted. He grabbed my shirt and pulled me toward him. His fingers curled around the hem and he met my eyes. “You can take it off or I can rip it off. I don’t care, but it’s coming off.”

He said cupping my cheeks and I smiled "What do you want to do?" "Cuddle" I answered without wasting time "Are you not hungry I ordered a lot of things I can cook for you too if you want me to" "Hmmm" I shook my head "You don't want to?" "I just want to cuddle" I said hugging him "Mn" He smiled and scoop me into his arms, he took me to the bed hugging me calmly "Tana?" He called in a calmed voice "Hm?" I answered enjoying the comfort of his arms

As expected of a child. Aware that she will be sitting on the other side of the door with her beloved stuffed toy, Mr. Cuddles waiting for my arrival, I wasted no time searching for the keys from the disastrously unorganized insides of my bag, and instead, made three gentle knocks. “Laura, dear. Are you having trouble sleeping again?” I asked. She hastily stood up and reached for the knob which is a little bit too high for her and so, the wooden floor sounded as she ran across the house to search for something to stand on.

“What can Snuggle do for you today?” "Hey, Cupid," I replied, my voice laced with uncertainty I could not hide even if I wanted to. "About that reward from Snuggle... Is there a way I could receive something else instead?" Cupid's pause on the other end of the line was palpable. "That's... unusual. What exactly are you looking for?"

Sweet? Yes, definitely sweet. 'I just got done studying for the night. I really miss you too and I badly want to see you but I am so busy reading that I don't know what time I can be free.' I texted back. Almost instantly, he had viewed the message. 'Send me your schedule for tomorrow, I will pick you up once you are done with your papers tomorrow.' 'Simply pick me up or...?.' I sent the suggestive message and giggled. 'Nah, my pretty Cupcake doesn't need distractions until she's done with her exams. But one or two orgasms to relax wouldn't be too bad'

In his embrace, I feel cherished, surrounded by the warmth of his love. We settle into a comfortable silence, the world outside fading away as we revel in the intimacy of our connection. It's in these moments that we truly understand the depth of our bond, the unspoken promises that bind us together. As we continue to cuddle, our conversation drifts from one random topic to another. We discuss our favorite childhood memories, our dreams for the future, and even the most trivial of things like our preferred ice cream flavors. With each word exchanged, our bond grows stronger, and the worries of tomorrow fade into the background.