3. snow day

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the next morning, i woke still in the same position. though now leah had her chest pressed fully into my back and her arms were around me tighter.

a while later she woke up, her arms loosened from around me and she leaned over to look at my face. i quickly closed my eyes so she didn't know i was awake.

she lay back down and put her face in my neck. she placed a peck to my shoulder and then unwrapped herself from me.

i slowly rolled over to look at her.

"morning le" i said.

"morning pretty" she yawned. a smile made its way to my face.

"you think i'm pretty" i asked.

"you are pretty" she said.

"i like your eyes" i said.

"thank you" she said. "i like your nose"

"i like your hair" i said.

"i like your freckles" she said.

"i like your hands and arms" i said.

"are we just going to keep listing things" she laughed.

"what? you don't like anything else about me?" i joked.

"i like everything about you" she said.

screaming. blushing.

butterflies.

"sorry" i laughed.

"you need to stop saying sorry to everything all the time" she said.

"sorry. it's a habit" i said.

"oh did i do it again" i asked. she nodded with a chuckle.

"i like your laugh" i said.

we stayed in silence, staring into each other's eyes. occasionally i glanced down to her lips. they look so kissable.

"god i want to kiss you right now" i whispered.

fuck what is wrong with me.

"do it" she said.

"what?" i was very taken aback by that.

"i said do it" she said.

"wait. is this in my imagination. you want me to kiss you? on the lips? right now" i just had to make sure.

"yeah. unless you don't want to" she said.

i pressed my lips on hers. it was a slow and tender kiss. i tasted her lips and took my time to savour every second of it.

she pulled back slightly, our lips detached but our foreheads were connected.

i moved back to look at her. her cheeks were slightly pink. i noticed her heart rate had picked up.

as did mine. it feels like it might burst out of my chest.

"can i do it again?" i asked. she nodded and i wasted no time in reconnecting our lips. i put my hand at her cheeks and kept her close. i pulled back but she came back for more, not that im complaining.

the taste of her lips is my favourite flavour.

"le. we should stop" i said between kisses.

"what? you don't like it?" she asked.

"no i do. i love it. but someone might come in" i said.

"alright love" she said. she pecked my lips once more before moving away.

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