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Homework (F. Reed)

As I walked towards Fulton's truck, I felt a sudden hand on my hip, pushing me against the wall with his hand beside my head. I was startled at first, but as I looked up, I saw Fulton looking down at me, with a mischievous grin on his face. He leaned in and kissed me, and I kissed him back with equal passion.

After a few moments, we got into Fulton's truck, and as he drove, he placed his hand on my thigh, making me feel warm and protected. We reached his house in no time, and I went straight to his room to start on my homework.

As I sat there, deeply engrossed in my work, Fulton kept teasing me. He would make funny faces, pull my hair, and make silly noises, making me laugh and forget all about my homework.

"Hey, tough guy, what are you doing?" I asked, giggling as he nuzzled my neck.

"Just making sure you're staying focused on your homework," he replied, his voice laced with humor.

I rolled my eyes playfully and continued with my work. Fulton may act like a tough guy, but deep down, he was a big softie who loved me with all his heart.

"You know, I have to finish this if I want to get into a good college," I said, trying to sound serious.

"I know, I know, but can't we take a little break?" Fulton asked, giving me his best puppy-dog eyes.

I couldn't resist his charms, and soon enough, we were sitting on his bed, talking about everything and nothing. Fulton loved to pick on me, but he also knew how to make me feel loved and cherished.

"You know, I love when you wear those glasses," Fulton said suddenly, looking at me with admiration.

"What? These old things?" I asked, taking off my glasses and holding them up.

"Yeah, they make you look so smart and sexy," he replied, grinning.

I blushed at his compliment, feeling both embarrassed and flattered. Fulton always knew how to make me feel special, and I loved him for it.

As I finished my homework, Fulton wrapped his arms around me, and we sat there, talking about our future plans and dreams. He was so loveable and caring, and I knew I had found my soulmate in him.

"I love you, Fulton," I whispered, as he kissed my forehead gently.

"I love you too, my sweet girl," he replied, holding me close.

With Fulton by my side, I knew that nothing could ever go wrong. He was my rock, my protector, and my best friend. And I was so grateful to have him in my life.