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Simon's POV

She walks in, in nothing but a towel. Her wet hair draped over one shoulder. I scan her body up and down, like she's a piece of meat. I bite my lip as I do so. "Simon..." Jessica says, snapping me out of my mini trance. "Hmm?" I hum as I make eye contact with her. She walks over to my drawers and takes out one of my tops; "I'm robbing this." She smiles at me. "Okay." I chuckle. 

She walks over to her bag and grabs a clean pair of underwear before going back into the bathroom. I sigh as I quickly comb my fingers through my hair. 

Just sheer moments later, she walks back in, wearing nothing but my top and some black laced underwear. She smiles at me as she walks over. As soon as she's close enough, I grab her by the waist and pull her onto my lap, making her laugh. "God, you're perfect." I purr into her ear. "So are you." She purrs back. "Don't do this to me, baby girl." I whisper as I look into her eyes. "Do what?" She asks with a smirk. "Don't tease me, kitten." I whisper. She giggles, "Why not?" She asks, innocently. "Because it's not nice, baby girl." I mutter. "Is it not?" She asks in a teasing manner. "No, it's not." I mumble. "Shame." She smiles at me. "Stop." I chuckle as I flip us over, so I'm hovering over her. "Fine." She sighs before giggling. "Good girl." I mutter before kissing all over her face, making her laugh.

"I love you, baby girl." I mutter in between kisses. "I love you too." She giggles. "How much do you love me?" I ask. "More than food." She says, giggling like a child. "Amazing." I laugh. "I know." She says. "How much do you love me?" She asks as she sits up slightly.  "More than FIFA." I smile down at her. "Lovely." She giggles. "I know." I laugh. 


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Short chapter because writers block is a bitch...

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