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Smoke, Lies, and Goodbyes 4

Laura's POV

I trail my finger along his stomach, up his chest until it came to a halt in the divot in his collarbone. As I place a soft kiss on his shoulder, his fingers graze up from the small of my back to my shoulder where his hand cupped it, pulling me closer. Softly giggling, I place another kiss on his cheek and lay my head on his chest. As I listen to his heartbeat, soft and rhythmic, I start to fall asleep when my phone starts vibrating. I don't know where, but it does.

"Fuck." I hear Norman, leaning up and pulling me with him.

"What?" I ask, looking into his blue eyes.

"I have a fucking meeting in five minutes." He growls, pushing me off him rather harshly before yanking a pair of black dress pants from a hanger in the closet and wriggling into them. He picks up his dress shirt from the floor to slip it on, screwing up the buttons in his whirl of clothing.

"Norman, come here." He turns, sighing and approaching the bed. I sit up, the sheet falling away from around my body, reaching up to undo his shirt and fix it as he stares down at my exposed body with a heated gaze.

After putting on his tie, I straighten it, lying my hand on his cheek to give him a peck in the lips and then lean back to look in his eyes, dark with lust.

"Go!" I laugh, pushing him back and wrapping the sheet around me again.

"Don't forget about Mingus." He chuckles, smiling at me.

"Silly Norman." I say, waving as he strides to the open door. When he reaches it, he turns back and waves me to him. "Yes?" I ask, holding the sheet tightly against me while I get up and walk to him. When I get to him, he presses a hungry kiss to my lips, crushing me against him, "Norman." I breathe, pushing my self away from him.

"I gotta go." He whispers, locking eyes with me.

"Yes you do." I laugh, pushing him out the door, shutting it behind him. A smile takes over my face.

After the door closes, I sigh, realizing I just had sex with Norman Reedus.

I find my clothes and put them on, going out to the kitchen and scouting out what Norman didn't have and needed.

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