Chapter 8: New paint smell

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~a few weeks later~

      I'm dropping by spy's house later today because I haven't seen him in a couple days, and I have a few things I want to give him.
I ring the doorbell, and I hear him yell from inside, "Come on in baby, door's unlocked!"
I walk in and gasp.
     "The kitchen looks so pretty!"
He had replaced the cabinets with a darker wood and painted the walls a light gray. The floor was a little dusty underfoot.
Spy looked up. He was all sweaty and dusty, but that only made him hotter. "Hey beautiful! I was bored, so I did the kitchen!"
"It looks so good!" I walked over and gave him a kiss. He grabs my waist, pulling me in closer. I run my hands through his dusty hair.
"Hey, I was thinking we could get some Chinese food tonight?" Spy said. "That sounds really good!" I say, still lost in his eyes.
      Later, we ate food on his couch. Music was playing softly in the background. 
Rebel Rebel by David Bowie comes on. "I love this song!" I exclaimed. "Me too!" Spy turned it up, and we started to dance together. "Rebel rebel, you've torn your dress! Rebel rebel, your face is a mess!" Spy sang
"Rebel rebel,  how could they know?! Hot tramp, I love you so!"
I sang. We laughed and danced until the song was over. I plopped onto the couch. "I love you," I said out of breath.
"I love you too! Ok, this is our song now," Spy smiled.
My insides turned warm. Our song. I love him so much. 
       Later that night, we were cuddling on the couch. "You tired baby?" Spy asked. "I'm exhausted, but I don't wanna leave." I said. "You wanna sleep here tonight?"  He asked.
"Yeah, could I have a blanket though? It gets cold down here." Spy laughed. "I'm not letting you sleep here silly, you're sleeping with me."  "Oh, ok!" I said, too tired to think of a better response. He carried me upstairs and sat me on the bed. "Here, you can wear these!" Spy said, handing me a pair of sweatpants and a hoodie. I was still in an uncomfortable dress, so I gratefully changed into the sweats. His room's small, but nice and cozy. His bed is pretty big too. He changed his pants, and we got in bed. He wiggled up right next to me, and held me in his strong arms. I fell asleep almost immediately.

A/n
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