"You can stay." He says, cleaning himself up. "I'd like you to, and I'm pretty sure I promised you a fresh round before you rode out in the morning." He grins mischievously and shifts over on the mattress to make room for her. "Do you...um..." He gestures to the space next to him. "I wouldn't mind if you wanted to be the little spoon."
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Date: 2020-09-11 06:43 pm (UTC)