It took longer than I thought to write, and I ended up not finishing until around midnight. My eyes were burning from staring at the computer so long and I just wanted to close them and drift to sleep. I turned off my lights and laid in bed. After laying in bed for about an hour, I heard my door open and saw a figure slip in. And before I had time to react, the figure slipped into my bed. “What the hell?” I said.The figure turned towards me to reveal it was Val. “Hey Danny,” she said. “I’m a little stoned and my back is killing me from sleeping on that couch. Think I can share the bed with you? Just for tonight?”“I don’t-““Pleaseeee,” she pleaded, looking at me with her Hazel eyes. “Fine,” I said. “I’ll sleep on the couch.”“I’m not going to kick you out of bed,” she said, then scooted as far as she could to the edge. “Look, I hardly take up any room. Now, just go to sleep.”I didn’t want her sleeping next to me as I’d had such a hard time trying not to think about her, but I knew the. At least, I thought I could. To be honest, my memory of our earliest days together were rather confused, they just seemed to blend together into one glorious tapestry of sensations. Even our first kiss was a moment lost in the haze of my subconscious, all I could remember clearly were the circumstances that had surrounded it. Sitting through that dull sales conference in Liverpool, expecting to stagger into the hotel room and collapse into a long-awaited sleep, being greeted instead by the sight of my buxom boss in a black evening dress, that first breathtaking embrace, when I’d first felt our bodies pressing together… A small cough brought me back to the here-and-now, and I jumped slightly in my chair as I snapped out of my reverie. Aubrey reached across the table and stroked the side of my face, her plump fingers stroking the few days’ worth of stubble that I’d allowed myself to cultivate. ‘You were daydreaming again,’ she whispered, a half-smile playing across her lips, ‘I do hope.
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