Blinded By The Past
And the thing that makes me hold my breath, is the feeling of his heart beating rapidly in his chest, banging against my ear.
It's the most beautiful, electrifying noise. The beat of his heart is like music to my ears and it's a song I can play over and over again.
When the movie ends, I lift my head off of Crayvin's chest and sit at the edge of the bed, checking the time. We have one hour to get ready and head to work.
I lift my arms in the air and stretch as I turn my head to look back at Crayvin. I thought he had been asleep since he didn't say a word during the movie, but I was dead wrong.
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