Dark and Handsome

As I turn to leave I see the desperation in his eyes begging me to come back to bed for one last kiss. I would love to lay next to him, running my hands over his body, my fingers through his dark hair.

He never wants me to leave, it’s always the same: his needs his wants come first in his mind. Nothing but my presence next to him will do, he loves no other.

Finally I succumb to his desires and bend down for one last kiss.

“Meowr” Q says, hoping, just hoping I don’t walk out the door to school.

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