Thirteen.

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I yawn and finally open my eyes, sunny morning. The sunshine is kind of blinding me, I look around and the room is so bright —I should've pull the thick curtains before sleeping last night— and the room looks beautiful like that.

Wait. Last night!

I instantly feel someone breathing on the back of my neck. Daniel. His arm was enclosing me, his biceps laying on my ribs, his hand resting on my chest just above my left breast, and my hair spread all over my pillow. I shift to the other side so I could look at his sleepy face. He. Was. So. PURE! He looks so cute with his eyes closed, long dark lashes surrounding his eyelids, the highlight of the sunshine lying over his skin, the contrast of our skin tone together, his steady breathing, his lips a bit more plump than its normal size parted just a little, some of his hair hanging over his forehead and eyes. I was literally contemplating him, he's quite handsome if I may say.

 I was literally contemplating him, he's quite handsome if I may say

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"Morning..." His raspy voice waking me up from my early daydreaming, and on the way turning me on strangely.

"Morning'" I say back, he puts his other arm around me pulling me closer and now our bodies are actually touching.

I was about to say something, but before I talk I remember that my mouth probably stink right now, so I bring up my hand in front of my mouth and proceed. "Had a goodnight sleep?" I ask.

"The best night! Why are you covering your mouth?" His smile drop to a confused expression.

"We just woke up and I don't want you to take in my hot breath buddy." I roll my eyes at him.

"For you, anything plus my breath is not any better than yours baby girl. I wouldn't mind at all, and how can I smell your breath when your beauty is distracting me?" He take my wrist in his hand and pull it away from my mouth. He sure can make my heart wake up too!

He reaches out to play with my hair that have gotten curly and we were just looking at each other. As he presses his body against mine and hugs me in a lovely way, I feel his manhood poking my thigh and instantly my mind goes wild with the imagination, and as almost every time Daniel read my mind.

"Don't worry you will meet him sooner or later, but I rather say sooner." He winks at me.

"What are you talking about?" I ask already feeling my cheeks on fire.

"My friend who's poking you right now."

I put my hand on his face and push him backwards then I get off bed, he was laughing like an idiot.





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In the kitchen I was staring at the fridge for the past five minutes, then a good idea came to my mind. I'm going to make Pain-Perdue instead of pancakes, and fried eggs with toasts, coffee for those who wants some and the apple juice is in the fridge. Mindy comes in the kitchen smiling.

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