Chapter Eleven

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Luz's POV

I opened my eyes... Amity was laying next to me, her arm was wrapped around my own arm, her free hand was across my stomach, holding my right hand..

I inhaled gently.. I looked at my arms.. Bandages still covered my arms from yesterday. I wanted to shift over to my side, but my back was still sore and my doctor wanted me to stay on my back when I slept.

It's not that I wanted to get up and stretch, but it was nearly impossible with Amity anyways.. I didn't mind though. I liked feeling the warmth of Amity's skin against mine.

I closed my eyes... Remembering what happened yesterday after I finished cleaning up the glass....

I remembered mine and Amity's kiss yesterday.. She was so impatient with it that it was cute... Her not being able to handle my flirting was even cuter. I was now dreading for the Summer to be over... Because once the summer was over... Amity was leaving... And likely not coming back..

"Luz?" The drowsy voice of Amity soothed my thoughts..

"Hmm? Oh... Good morning chica bonita." I cooed, pushing a strand of hair out of her face..

Amity's eyes were barely open.. "Penny for your thought?" She asked, nuzzling closer to me, holding my arm tighter.

"Oh.. Nothing important." I hummed. "Just.. Thinking about the farm and such."

Amity yawned, closing her eyes trying to stay awake.

"Descansa cariño. You're still sleepy." I whispered in a gentle tone.

"Noo." She grumbled. "You're awake.. I don't want you to be alone."

I smiled at her. "Oh Amity, mi corazon." I whispered to myself.. I moved closer giving her forehead a light peck. "Sleep.. It's Saturday. I won't be alone for long.."

Amity let out a frustrated hum... her grip tightened.... Light snoring followed.. She was asleep again.

"Dulce ángulo..." I smiled.. "Descansa tranquila." I left a light peck on her lips..

Amity shuffled, her face flushed to a light pink, an embarrassed squeak escaped her..

I chuckled.. She must still be somewhat conscience to react to a peck on the lips like that.

"Mi dulce angel.." I whispered..

~

I stepped out onto the porch, wiping any grim and lint off my light purple shirt.

Out of no where, arms wrapped around my waist gently.. "Hola." Amity chirped..

"Hola, Mi dulce angel.." I purred.

"What does that mean? You called me it earlier."

"It means 'My sweet angel.'" I explained.

"Mi dulce angel." She repeated.. "I like that." She held me tighter..

I looked away, frowning... Once the summer was over... So was this... Should I get attached? Was it even a good idea?

"Luz!"

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