You're mine
You're free, he says trying to sound happy, but I know it sounded more like resignation.
-I'm not free. I'm yours, and you're mine. Surely you don't imagine I'll let you off the hook after the sex we just had. He grins devilishly and presses his lips to mine wildly.
-Angel, I love you, and I'll love you until the end of this life and beyond, he whispers, nestling against his chest.
This morning, Sindy came to take me out. To my surprise, Damon and James agreed, but not without sending three gorillas after us.
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