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LIBBY FRENCH
        march 24th 2019
13:24 PM

we were utterly soaked. although it had nearly been a hour, we both had only recently left the confinement's of the garden; brought the sprinkler to a close.

the shirt that tom had lent me was stuck to my body, the grey had turned slightly transparent, and the sport shorts hung way too low. currently he had his arm wrapped round my shoulder as we walked back into his home and into the kitchen.

he looked down at my current state- a shirt sopping and way too big, shorts hanging off of my hips, and my hair drenched flat down to my head. i'm sure i looked positively beautiful.

he started to laugh- which confused me- but he continued to laugh. his laughing didn't cease as his picked me up into his arms, twirled me around and walked up the stairs with me in his embrace.

"you are kind of starting to look like a psychopath. can i go home please?"

his laughing stopped slightly, and turned to deep breaths, he squeezed me tighter.

"you, my love, look like a wet dog. adorable, but miserable." i slapped him in the back of the head.

"it's not like you look any better." i spoke in fake spite, but it was true, his hair was also flat but starting to curl. he hails droplets of water running down his forehead to the base of his neck. he really couldn't talk, we were both in the same state.

we arrived into the bathroom, how we got here i am unaware. but i pushed the door behind me to close, and took a tentative step towards tom. playing with the hem of his shirt seductively, i looked up at him through my lashes.

"shower with me?" i asked, in response he raised an eyebrow and a cocky smirk snaked its way upon his lips.

"i've always wanted to shower with someone, completely platonic, but overwhelmingly intimate." i clarified. toms eyes seemed to soften at my words, his smile became sweet and his hands became gentle as he encompassed my neck.

"you are the most precious woman i have even spent my time with." he weakened my knees and kissed me gently upon the mouth.

once, then twice, then a third time. the acts continued.

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