The Runaway Breeder
He flicks through the channels looking for something to watch, finally landing on Finding Nemo.
“Really?” I ask, laughing at his choice of movie.
“What? It’s a classic, babe.” He states with a roll of his eyes, and I giggle again.
“Okay, okay, we can watch it.” I concede as I snuggle closer to Tate. I smile when his hand continues to rub circles on me, his head leaning towards my direction every now and then to kiss the top of my head. Sometime during the first few minutes of the movie, my eyelids grow heavy, and I find myself falling asleep.
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