cigarettes after sex ; m.g.g

6.

corine sat on matthews couch with her head laid across his lap.

her hair sprawled on his thigh as his hands ran through her hair.

she flipped over so she was facing the ceiling and matthew smiled down at her.

"you're really beautiful you know that?" matthews croaky voice spoke up.

she covered her face with her hands and laughed.

"stop that! you're the most amazing woman i've ever met"

she wanted to tell him right then and there that she wanted to be official, but was too nervous.

if she was his then she had no escape route, but she didn't even know if she needed that escape route.