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Lloyd handed me toast and kissed my head. It was late in the morning.

"Eat." He said.

I sighed and looked at him. He felt my forehead.

"You feel okay?"

"Why do I look even more sick now that I don't have makeup on?"

"Quit. I was worried." He said.

I nodded. I looked at the food.

"I'm not hungry."

"Vanessa Joanne." He fired at me.

"Lloyd James." I fired back. He rolled his eyes.

"I have never told you by middle name." He said. I smiled and ate a bit of toast. He gave me a dark stare.

"What?" I asked.

"How do you know it?"

I shrugged and smiled.

"I don't know." I said.

He smiled. "How?"

"Okay. The first time we met I may have stalked your socials. And you had your name etched into one of your wallets."

"Oh my god from like five years ago?"

"I was deep in my whore moment, and I was deep in trying to see how big your dick was."

"So you admit to being attracted to me."

"No."

"Hmmm."

"Look. I knew you were hot." I said. "I wanted you as a lousy fuck for like twelve hours when I was drunk. I was young and you were a hot target."

"I didn't even have a mustache."

"Clean face was hot. But I like this thin one. It's cuter."

"I feel like I look very Italian."

"Aren't you?"

He nodded. "My Grandpa was from Italy."

"You look it."

"Oh?"

"It's hot." I whispered.

"Mmmm. Hey by the way, do you celebrate Thanksgiving?"

"Yes..."

"What do you do?"

"Well I would go over for an awkward dinner with my family."

"Maybe we invite your brothers and their families? I mean it's in two weeks."

"Sure. That sounds nice actually."

"Okay." He said.

"What about your mom?"

"Well my mother is currently in Fiji with a man. A very nice man."

"What? Seriously?"

He nodded and smiled. "She seems really happy."

"Does she know about..."

He nodded again. I pursed my lips together.

"Okay. Well I hope she has fun. Is she staying there for a while?"

"All winter." He said. "She hates the cold."

"Good for her."

Lloyd kissed my head and moved to hug me from behind. I smiled and took a sip of my tea.

"I think we should get a chef for thanksgiving." Lloyd said.

"You think my cooking is that bad?" I asked. He stood up and sat next to me.

"No. I just don't want you to be more stressed. Your cooking is actually really good."

I smiled. "Thank you."

"Mine is not." He said.

"You make nice toast." I said. He smiled and rolled his eyes.

"So...what do you wanna do today?" I asked.

"Sleep." I whispered.

"Drink and sleep?"

I nodded. He smiled and kissed my cheek.

"Eat that."

I mocked him. He smiled.

•••

Lloyd kissed down my neck as we watched a movie. I knew his kisses, and these weren't good.

"Lloyd...honey..no-"

"I'm not gonna have sex with you sunshine."

"Okay..."

"And you're gonna be on your period in a few days so you need time."

"But getting pregnant..."

"It'll happen."

"But what if it doesn't?"

"The doctor said you have very high fertility levels, so maybe it's my fault."

I gave him a look. "I didn't think about that."

"I'll get it checked. There can be an insemination or something."

I nodded. "It would just suck to figure that out."

"Shit happens."

I nodded and kissed him. He smiled and laid down on me. I grunted and giggled.

"Pregnant or not, you're gonna be just fine." He said.

"I love you."

"Love you too."

He sighed. I leaned back a bit. My back killed.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"Nothing my back just kinda hurts."

He flipped us over and took my shirt off. I groaned.

"That's not necessary."

He moved me back on the bed and sat on my ass. I giggled.

"You comfy?" I asked.

"Very,"

Hs carefully unhooked my bra and slid it off of me.

"You're making this sexual." I said.

"I'm not trying." He said as he started rubbing my back. I just got comfortable.

His hands were gentle yet firm. He rubbed every part of my back.

I felt myself becoming very tired from this. Lloyd moved my hair behind my ear to look at me.

"Hey sleepy."

I smiled. He got off and helped me put my sweatshirt back on. He moved me between his legs and kissed my forehead.

"Thank you." I said. He nodded and kissed my cheek. I smiled and pulled him in to kiss his lips.

"I love you." I whispered on his lips. He pressed his forehead on mine.

"I love you too."

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