Snapshot :: Pillow talk

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He asked her once if she ever got tired of it.

“Tired of what,” she’d asked back, sure he was about to make some type of corny joke. He always did that: lead her into a moment of seriousness then cracked into an infectious grin. Her breath warmed his skin and she curled tighter into him.

“Being tough all the time,” he stated as she lay on his chest. His fingers stilled in her hair when he felt her pull away. 

“No,” she whispered, wishing he’d made a joke instead.

Copyright © 2016 Pearl Bayou

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