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"I've got you," he whispers "I'ood at this Turn your head and look back me"

I do, only for a second

It was real It was real it was real it was real that shit wasREAL!

Miller holds ht His breath tickles el”

I nod, struggling toany

He sits heavy on the couch, holding an arel"

That endearment makes more tears drip down my cheeks

"I want to s stretched out on the couch in front of his here Put your arms around my waist and put your head on my chest"

I do what he says I wrap an ar my mouth to ask if it's okay when he whispers, "Yeah Just like that"

When I getbreath I can feel hi his hand underit up toward ertips over my bare back

His hand lingers on the sore spot "You got hurt during the game?"

"A little"

I can't ue htly, and I groan and hug his waist a little tighter

"Like that, don't you?" he murmurs

"You remember?"