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Mi Amor (L. Mendoza)

As you lay in Luis's arms, the warmth of his chest pressed against your back, you couldn't help but feel a sense of completeness. It had only been a month since you met him, but it felt like a lifetime. You both shared a passion for hockey, and that's what brought you to Minnesota in the first place. But it was Luis who captured your heart.

"Mi Amor," Luis whispered in your ear, sending shivers down your spine. "I've been thinking about you a lot lately."

You turned to face him, your eyes meeting his. "What have you been thinking about?" you asked, curious.

"Everything," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "Your smile, your laugh, the way your eyes light up when you talk about something you're passionate about."

You blushed at his words, feeling a warmth spread throughout your body. "You're so sweet," you replied, leaning in to kiss him.

As your lips met, you felt a surge of electricity course through you. It was as if everything else in the world had faded away, leaving just the two of you in that moment.

"I never want to let you go," Luis said, breaking the kiss. "You make me so happy, Mi Amor."

You snuggled closer to him, feeling his strong arms wrap around you. "I feel the same way," you said. "Being with you just feels right."

For the next hour, you talked about everything and nothing. You shared your hopes and dreams, your fears and insecurities. And through it all, Luis was there, listening and offering words of comfort and encouragement.

As the night wore on, you both grew tired, but you didn't want to leave each other's arms. "Stay with me," Luis said, his voice soft.

You nodded, a smile spreading across your face. "Of course, Mi Amor. I wouldn't want to be anywhere else."

And so you stayed, wrapped up in each other's arms, content and happy. It was just the two of you in that moment, and nothing else mattered. You knew that you had found something special in Luis, and you were grateful for every moment you spent together.