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Maggie glanced at the clock: 2:45 AM. It was one of those nights when sleep felt impossible, her mind restless with thoughts of Billie. They had spent countless nights like this, navigating the city streets in the early hours, sharing secrets, laughter, and moments that felt almost magical in the quiet intimacy of the dark.

She picked up her phone and sent Billie a quick text: "Quarter to three?"

The response was almost immediate: "You know it."

Maggie smiled, her heart fluttering with excitement. She quickly changed into a pair of jeans and a snug sweater, grabbing her keys and slipping out of the house as quietly as she could. The cool night air hit her face as she walked to her car, and she took a deep breath, feeling the familiar thrill of anticipation.

At precisely 2:45 AM, Maggie pulled up in front of Billie's house. The porch light flicked on, and moments later, Billie emerged, her blonde hair tousled and eyes sparkling with mischief. She wore a light jacket over a casual dress, and as she slid into the passenger seat, Maggie felt a surge of affection for her.

"Hey, you," Billie greeted, leaning over to plant a quick kiss on Maggie's cheek.

"Hey yourself," Maggie replied, her heart skipping a beat at the contact. "Hungry?"

Billie nodded, her grin widening. "Always. Let's go grab something."

They drove to their favorite late-night diner, the neon sign glowing warmly in the night. The place was nearly empty, the quiet hum of conversation and clinking dishes creating a cozy atmosphere. They settled into a booth by the window, the waitress bringing over two mugs of steaming coffee.

As they sipped their drinks and perused the menu, Maggie felt a wave of contentment wash over her. These moments with Billie were precious, a sanctuary from the chaos of the outside world. They ordered a stack of pancakes to share, and as they ate, they talked about everything and nothing—work, dreams, funny stories from their past.

After finishing their meal, they decided to drive around the city. The streets were mostly deserted, the city lights casting a soft glow over everything. Maggie rolled down the windows, letting the cool breeze sweep through the car, Billie's laughter mingling with the wind.

"Wanna get drunk and do something crazy?" Billie suggested, her eyes twinkling with mischief.

Maggie chuckled, shaking her head. "You're such a bad influence."

"Come on, live a little," Billie teased, poking Maggie's side playfully.

Maggie relented, her smile widening. "Alright, let's do it."

They found a quiet spot by the river, the moonlight reflecting off the water's surface. Billie pulled out a bottle of wine from her bag, and they passed it back and forth, talking about their hopes and fears, their voices low and intimate. Time seemed to slip away, the world narrowing down to just the two of them.

As the night wore on, Maggie felt the pull of sleep, her eyelids growing heavy. Billie, ever the night owl, seemed unaffected, her energy unwavering.

"Don't fall asleep on me now," Billie said softly, her tone teasing but gentle.

Maggie smiled, shaking her head. "I won't. I just—sometimes I can't keep up with you."

Billie leaned closer, her breath warm against Maggie's ear. "That's okay. I'll always be here to wake you up."

They sat in comfortable silence for a while, the sounds of the night filling the air. Maggie couldn't help but think about how different they were—Billie's vibrant energy contrasting with her own quiet nature. Yet, their differences only seemed to bring them closer, creating a balance that felt right.

At around 5 AM, they decided to head back. As they drove through the early morning streets, the first light of dawn beginning to creep over the horizon, Maggie's heart swelled with a sense of peace and belonging.

While they drove through quiet, empty streets, Billie glanced over at Maggie. "Want to do it all over again tomorrow?" she asked, a hint of teasing in her voice.

"Absolutely," Maggie replied, her eyes twinkling with delight. "You know I can never say no to you."

Billie's laughter was like music to her ears, and Maggie felt a warmth spreading through her chest. They had a way of bringing out the best in each other, a connection that felt both effortless and profound.

When Billie dropped Maggie off, it was already early morning. They lingered at the door, neither wanting to part just yet. Billie's eyes softened as she looked at Maggie. "You know, I could never be the kind of girl who just sleeps," she said, her voice low and intimate.

Maggie chuckled, her heart skipping a beat. "I know," she replied, leaning in for a brief, sweet kiss. "And I wouldn't have it any other way."

The days blurred into nights, their time together filled with laughter, music, and endless conversations. One evening, as they sat on Billie's porch, the sun setting behind them, Billie reached out, taking Maggie's hand.

"Remember our matching tattoos?" she asked, her thumb gently tracing the ink on Maggie's wrist.

Maggie nodded, a smile playing on her lips. "Let the light in," she murmured, reading the words they had chosen together.

Billie's gaze was tender, filled with unspoken emotions. "It's a reminder, you know? To always let each other in, no matter what."

Maggie felt a lump forming in her throat, the depth of their connection overwhelming her. "I love you, Billie," she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion.

Billie's eyes shone with tears. "I love you too, Maggie. More than anything."

Their days were filled with small, intimate moments that cemented their bond. They would wake up early, pick each other up, and drive around the city, exploring new places and creating memories. They laughed until their stomachs hurt, sang along to their favorite songs, and shared dreams and fears late into the night.

One evening, as they lay on Billie's bed, the room bathed in the soft glow of candles, Billie turned to Maggie, her expression serious. "Do you ever wonder what the future holds for us?"

Maggie looked into Billie's eyes, her heart swelling with love. "I think about it all the time," she admitted. "But as long as we're together, I know we'll be okay."

Billie smiled, her eyes filled with affection. "You always know just what to say," she murmured, leaning in for a tender kiss.

They spent the night wrapped in each other's arms, the world outside ceasing to exist. They talked about their hopes and dreams, their fears and insecurities, finding comfort and strength in each other.

Billie turned to Maggie, her eyes filled with love. "I can't believe how lucky I am to have you," she whispered, her voice filled with emotion.

Maggie smiled, her heart swelling with happiness. "I'm the lucky one, Billie. You're my everything."

Billie reached out, tracing the tattoo on Maggie's wrist. "Let the light in," she murmured, a smile playing on her lips. "We've come so far, haven't we?"

Maggie nodded; her eyes filled with tears. "Yes, we have. And I wouldn't change a thing."

Their love continued to grow, a beautiful testament to their unbreakable bond. They faced life's challenges together, their love a source of strength and inspiration. And through it all, they never forgot to let the light in, their matching tattoos a constant reminder of their commitment to each other.

As they lay together, their hearts beating in perfect harmony, they knew that their love was a beacon, guiding them through the darkness and illuminating their path. And as they drifted off to sleep, wrapped in each other's embrace, they knew that their love story was only just beginning, a beautiful journey that would last a lifetime.

1252 words

May 29th, 2024

finally there's a chapter with no smut!