chapter fifty three

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I woke up to glen kissing my neck I let out a moan he moved so he was on top of me we were still naked from the night before I closed my eyes as he entered me "open your eyes" he told me they fluttered open his blue eyes met mine he kissed me our eyes never left each other looking in them I could see he did love me we spent the day relaxing on the sofa watching films and drinking tea he'd gone to run me a bath he wanted me to relax while he makes us something to eat he called me up when it was run before disappearing downstairs I eventually got out and made my way downstairs there was candles lit all over and soft music playing he walked out the kitchen "nice bath" he asked "yeh what's all this for" "just looking after you anyway foods ready" he told me I sat down he came back through with the plates he'd made us steak with homemade chips and veg after we had eaten he made me go sit down while he cleared up he came back in with a cup of tea for us both we ended up cuddling on the sofa he kept placing kisses on my neck making me giggle "I love you" he whispered "I know I love you too" I told him turning round and kissing him we just laid there kissing and holding each other he suddenly stood up and grabbed my hand pulling me upstairs he sat down pulling me onto his lap I kissed him losing myself in the moment of been with him I'd missed his kisses and his touch so much afterwards he pulled me into his arms kissing my head he whispered he loved me again as I fell asleep in his arms the next morning he made me breakfast in bed before sharing a shower with him we got dressed and went out for a walk when we got home he made us something to eat again before we settled down to watch a film he kept distracting me by kissing me and his hands kept wondering making me pause the film and telling him off he silenced me by kissing me and pushing me down onto my back his kisses trailing down my neck all thoughts of watching the film were forgotten as he sat up removing his t shirt

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