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7th September
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• Tabitha •
I wrap a towel around me and I start to towel dry my hair.

Once I've wrapped it around my hair I walk over to the sink and brush my teeth, I spray on some of my body mist and properly remove my makeup with some makeup wipes and moisturiser.

I walk out the bathroom and head to the wardrobe and slide an oversized red shirt on with black pyjama shorts on,

Whilst I walk back into the living room Michael stops me,

"Oh, Michael," I gasp and he bites his lip,

"Tabitha, I have something to give you," He leads me to the couch and sits down next to me,

I cross my eyebrows in confusion and he smirks,

"This is a promise ring," He explains and holds out a beautiful diamond ring,

My eyes widen and he grins,

"I wanted you to have a promise ring so you'll always know that I love you, trust you and will never, ever lie to you. I love you with all my heart Tabitha," He slides it onto my index finger,

He loves me, he'll never lie to me... he didn't need to do this,

"I- uh. Michael," I grin and look at the ring,

"You didn't need to do this, all I want is you," I place my hand over my mouth at how beautiful it is and how much he cares for me,

He bites his lips and I kiss him passionately, more passionate than a Latino lover,

"Thank you," I murmur between kisses,

"Thank you," I murmur between kisses,

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"Let's take this to bed," I stand up and walk to the bedroom and Michael follows behind me,

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"Let's take this to bed," I stand up and walk to the bedroom and Michael follows behind me,

I enter the room and Michael closes the door,

I turn around and Michael smashes his lips onto mine, I gasp and he leads me toward the bed lips still intact.

I fall back onto the bed and Michael crawls on top of me,

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