I wake up in Meg's arms, feeling different. What just happened, I ask myself. Maybe she used that to get to me but I don't care. I love her. I'm staying with her. If she wants me, I'm here. If she doesn't love me, it doesn't matter. I love her. I'll do anything for her.
"I know why you did that," I tell her.
She looks at me like I'm crazy. I know what she did and why she did it.
"I'm here for you and I'll never leave you. I don't care what you do to me. You can do whatever you want to me. It still won't change how I feel about you." I put my arms around her.
"Why do you love me?," she asks.
"Because you're the one I want to spend the rest of my life with. I love you so much. I don't care about anything else. I love you no matter what. I'm staying with you. You're my life. I can't live without you." I hug Meg and she hugs me back.
I kiss her neck and she kisses mine. She gets on top of me. I let her take control. We take our clothes off and we continue kissing. I kiss her jawline passionately. I kiss her heart and she moans. She kisses my neck and I squeeze her shoulders and kiss her breasts. We moan softly. I can do this forever, I think to myself. I hold her close to me. I slip her clothes off and take mine off as well. She smiles at me.
"I'm yours," I say breathlessly.
"I know," she says.
I want her happy. No matter what she does to me, her happiness is all I want.
She holds me down and kisses me. I don't fight her. I want this. No matter if she's using this to bribe me or not, I'll take it.
"No matter if you love me or not, I'm staying with you. I love you." I kiss her.
"How much do you love me?," she asks me.
"I'll die for you," I say.
"Really?," she asks.
"Yes," I say.
She smiles. I don't know what that smile is for and I don't care. I'll do anything for her. She's my life.
She continues kissing me and I kiss her. If my cooperation is what she wants, then I'll give it to her. I hold her close to my chest and play with her hair. She kisses my jawline and I moan. We fall asleep.
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