Thanksgiving dinner. (F. Reed)

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As I finished getting ready for Thanksgiving dinner with my family, I put on my gold earrings and wore a dark brown silky dress with a tan flannel and white platform converses. I felt confident and beautiful, especially wearing the gold necklace that Fulton had given me. Everyone was at my house, but we were waiting on Fulton. I heard the doorbell ring, and when I opened it, there he was. I hugged him tightly, and he lifted me off the ground ever so slightly to give me a peck on the lips. I loved the way he made me feel.

As we walked to the dining room, Fulton held my hand. I could feel him rubbing my inner thigh, and I gave him a warning look. He just smirked and moved my undergarment out of the way. I accidentally let out a small moan, and my family looked at us with a giggle. After dinner, we went to my room and changed into comfortable clothes. We cuddled on my bed, feeling safe and loved.

"I love you," Fulton whispered. "I love you too, babe," I replied. We fell asleep in each other's arms, feeling grateful for our love and the happiness it brought us.

It was a beautiful Thanksgiving, a time to be with family and loved ones. I couldn't wait to spend more holidays with Fulton and our hockey team, knowing that we would always be there for each other.

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