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Post by Snowflake on Dec 31, 2008 10:34:36 GMT 10
I rolled over onto my side, groaning as the memories of yesterday came rushing back to me. I focused my tired eyes on the pink cast that incased my left wrist, feeling tears prick my eyes once again. James half sat up next to me, leaning over to kiss me softly on the lips.
Good morning, beautiful. He said with a cheerful smile. Morning. I mumbled. He sighed and got up, throwing the bed covers off himself and standing up, stretching with a wide yawn. I rolled back onto my back and watched as he walked around the bed to my side, pulled the covers off me and got back onto the bed, his knees supporting his weight on either side of me, and his hands resting on the pillow on either side of my head. Now, what's wrong? He asked, his gorgeous eyes looking lovingly into mine. I sighed, willing myself to look away, but his gaze held me. You know. I mumbled. He bent to kiss me; once, twice, three times on my lips. I smiled unwillingly, feeling the unhappiness ebbing away with each kiss. He kissed me again, passionately this time.
You always know how to make me feel better. I grinned.
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