Preference #88: Daylight.

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by AmandaKovacic

by AmandaKovacic

<li class="chat_line" style="outline: none 0px; margin: 0px; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: solid; border-right-color: #e2e4e7; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: #e2e4e7; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: #e2e4e7; list-style-type: none; padding: 9px 14px; background-color: #fdfdfd; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><strong style="outline: none 0px; margin-right: 4px; display: inline-block; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;">Jaymi: There's a light draft at your shoulders, and you whimper half-heartedly at the cold. You feel a shift of weight change next to you, and a second later, your bare shoulders are covered by the duvet. A small smile curls on your face, and you snuggle closer to the body next to you. You can tell that Jaymi is watching you sleep, but you didn't care; at this point, you were so tired that you could barely open your eyes. Jaymi leans down and plants a kiss to your temple as you lay your head at the crook of his neck. "Yesterday was amazing, babe," Jaymi whispers as he brushes the stray pieces of hair out of your face. Your lips curl into a bigger smile, and a tint of light scarlet adorns your cheeks as you think back to yesterday night. "Couldn't have asked for a better and sexier partner," you half-mumble half-giggle. "Oh, I agree."</li>

<li class="chat_line" style="outline: none 0px; margin: 0px; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: solid; border-right-color: #e2e4e7; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: #e2e4e7; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: #e2e4e7; list-style-type: none; padding: 9px 14px;"><strong style="outline: none 0px; margin-right: 4px; display: inline-block; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;">George: "If you wake me up, I will kill you," you threaten lightly as you hear your bedroom door open. Suddenly, the curtains snap open, and for a moment even through closed eyes, you feel the sunlight hit you right in the face. You scowl a little as the bed sinks next to you from the weight of a body. "Baby, wake up. Wake up, will you?" You slowly open your eyes, and you find George staring right back at you with those warm puppy dog eyes. "I'm sore," you mumble and sit up, the bedsheets sliding off your bare shoulders. George's eyes widen a little at the view but he manages to contain himself and lean forward to give you a morning kiss. "I still can't believe how beautiful you are," he whispers against your lips. You smile, and you can tell George wants to smile too. "You're not too bad yourself, love," you reply with a teasing smirk.</li>

<li class="chat_line" style="outline: none 0px; margin: 0px; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: solid; border-right-color: #e2e4e7; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: #e2e4e7; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: #e2e4e7; list-style-type: none; padding: 9px 14px; background-color: #fdfdfd; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><strong style="outline: none 0px; margin-right: 4px; display: inline-block; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;">Josh: Somehow you just couldn't believe how lucky you got. Here you are, sleeping in the same bed as Josh. You sniffle a little and unwrap your arms from around your naked torso and with trembling fingers, you slowly bring them to gently touch Josh's face. His nose wrinkles a little at the touch, but he remains asleep. Your breath hitches as his grip around your waist tightens. Your fingers are trembling, but you trace his jawline and the curve of his nose, and your fingers dance over his lips. Yesterday night was seriously one of the best nights, and Josh knows it too. Just thinking back to it made you blush feverishly. Just like his face, he was gorgeous to look at everywhere else. He made you feel loved, and somehow, you couldn't help but think about how perfect last night was.</li>

<li class="chat_line" style="outline: none 0px; margin: 0px; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: solid; border-right-color: #e2e4e7; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: #e2e4e7; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: #e2e4e7; list-style-type: none; padding: 9px 14px;"><strong style="outline: none 0px; margin-right: 4px; display: inline-block; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;">JJ: "Are you alright, babe?" JJ looks at you with worried eyes as you suddenly sit up. Your mouth is wide open, eyes darting everywhere. "What's wrong?" JJ sits up and gently pulls you into his lap. He leans against the headboard and strokes your hair soothingly. "Did we...?" You're a little speechless, and you feel your face burning. JJ's laugh is throaty and still a little husky from sleep. "Yes, love, we did." He leans into you and plants a kiss at the crown of your head. "And you were quite the kitten, might I add." What?!" You're a little embarrassed because no matter how hard you tried to remember, all you did remember was how right it felt yesterday when your limbs and heart were tangled in his under the bedsheets. "If I do recall, you even meowed a few times," JJ added wickedly. "I'm so embarrassed!" you groan, but JJ just shakes his head and laughs. "No, love. You were perfect!"</li>

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