Bobby Roode #32

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"It hurts!" I cried out, falling back allowing my head to crash onto the soft pillow.

"I would ask if you were alright, but I can sense that you're not." Bobby smiled down at me.

"I feel like a brick has fallen on my head, I've got such a bad headache." He nodded, lifting his arm up.

"Move forward." He instructed, pushing me to the left. His body fell behind mine, his raised arm falling across my waist. "Come here."

"I just want cuddles." I fell into his chest, moving my head upwards slightly.

"Then cuddles is what you'll get." I let my eyes shut, hopeful that the pain would disappear. "If it gets any worse I want you to tell me."

"I will," I whispered, embracing the soft silence in the room.

His body held me protectively, squeezing me every time I felt the pain increase.

An hour later I woke back up, Bobby still in the same position.

"You've not moved," I commented looking up at him as he stared back at me.

"I know." He smiled.

"Why?" I asked.

"You were comfortable, I didn't want to disturb you, you looked so peaceful." I pouted, watching his head fall to kiss my lips.

"Thank you."

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