Game of Hearts
I slummed on my bed and shut my eyes, was I supposed to feel this sore?
Conrad walked in fully dressed and rubbing his wet hair with a towel. He looked at me.
“Good morning,” he said with a smile.
I sat up to look at him, he looked so hot in the morning sun.
“Good morning,” I managed to say.
He smiled and leaned down to kiss me. He kissed me once, and then I leaned in for another.
He stroked my hair as he whispered, “I love you, shortstuff.”
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