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    Run (3)

    My smile was instant, as I was touched that she would hold me through the night. I must have sounded terribly groggy, as I hadn’t drifted into a full rest in over a week. "What time is it?"

    "It’s late," she whispered, and from her tone, I knew it must have been the middle of the night. She gently kissed my hair and shifted for comfort before she spoke again. "Go back to sleep. You need the rest."

    "So do you," I mumbled, already falling back asleep on her shoulder. She must have been smiling at me, but I drifted off before I could hear her respond with anything else.

    Thankfully, I awoke before Angelica saw me lying with Bette. I opened my eyes to the morning light, and was incredibly grateful for the sleep she had helped me achieve. "Oh my god … I haven’t slept like that in a long time," I whispered, lifting my head with complete surprise when I shifted over to look in her eyes. I was so surprised because they were closed. She had fallen asleep with me on the couch. It was almost humorous, that here we both were – finally enjoying a good night’s sleep – on her couch. Maybe we just weren’t made to sleep in beds.

    In any case, I couldn’t help but smile in amazement when I saw the deep sleep she had drifted into. I was beyond ecstatic to see that I could offer her a similar comfort.

    She was beautiful in her sleep, and peaceful too.

    I got up quietly from the couch to make breakfast – pancakes, actually – to let her sleep as long as she possibly could, but it wasn’t long before I heard her footsteps. She didn’t dare sneak up behind me or wrap her arms around me; I could sense that, and it made me smile for the caution she took with me. It was better to remain friends anyway, I figured.

    "I slept," she said, a bit groggy herself as she slumped into one of the kitchen chairs. "And I don’t mean all on-and-off like I usually sleep. It was really nice."

    I was beaming, and rather grateful that she couldn’t see the ridiculous smile on my face. "Oh?"

    Comments

    1. This story is beautiful!! Totally different from your other stories. You really showing how talented you are as a writer. You do have a good range in writing. I am honored to have the opportunity to read your stories. Thank you!! Pls continue writing!! :D

    2. ughhhh I LOVE this story! Lol I need more now, it’s like a drug. You know I love all of your stories but this one is one of my favorites if not my most favorite. I hate your internet connection -_- lol you can use mine! :D PPVVVVVVVS like now? lol thanks!

    3. This story is great and beautifully written. You describe everything so clearly, that it feels as if you were standing right there, with them. Excellent!!!

    4. That was wonderful and awesome, glad they put that baster in jail and hope he will be gona forever. Bette and Tina need to talk and tell each other how they feel. Please post more, thanks!

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