Yesterdays

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They'd been laying on the couch for what seemed like hours. Gary had left after lunch, apparently running back home in fear of his very moody, very pregnant girlfriend, and they'd stayed where they'd been, snuggled up together. Some days were perfect, Stevie thought, and this was shaping up to be one of them. Lindsey's hand reached under her shirt, rubbing her back affectionately, and she smiled, curling into him.


"Can we just stay here forever?" she asked, closing her eyes and nuzzling into her boyfriend's embrace. "So good."


"Can we have bathroom breaks?"


Laughing, she acceded that that would be necessary. "And showers."


"We can do THAT together, though," he said, grinning and kissing her lightly on the side of her neck.


"True. How shall we cope?"


"It'll be difficult," he said, pouting as he fiddled with the clasp of her bra. "Damn thing."


"Keep trying, loverboy. And yep, it'll be damn hard." Her hand snuck down to his jeans, giving him a quick stroke there and relishing the way his eyes widened in surprise. "It better be, anyway..." she added.


"God, I love you," he gasped as she rubbed up against him. Reaching under his shirt, her hand found his stomach tense and she laughed lightly.


"I bet you do," she whispered, before kissing him. Mmm. He really  was a sublime kisser. And enthusiastic.


"Always, Stevie. Always."


And her heart almost stopped at the tenderness in his voice.

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