“It is time to get up.” He whispered softly in my ear.
“No.” I moaned as I tried not to smile. Shifting from under his arms I turned in the bed and buried my head under the pillow. I heard a muffled chuckle.
“Oh no you don’t.” he said. I felt his fingers reaching around my waist and I squealed as he began tickling me. I rolled around to face him, knowing there was only one thing to do, short of actually getting up.
My lips pressed against his and the tickling stopped immediately. I smiled against his lips because I knew I had him distracted.
He chuckled again as he pulled away and got up off the bed. Heading towards our bathroom he said over his shoulder.
“Now that I have got you up I am going to take a shower. You need to get up or I will be back.”
“That is a terrible threat.” I shouted through the bathroom door. “It just makes me want to stay in bed even more!” I heard his laugh before the shower went on.
Sighing I got up and wandered to our dresser, I pulled out my favorite pair of faded blue jeans and a grey t-shirt that hung off one shoulder. Adding a pair of flip flops to the mix I got dressed and went down stairs to the kitchen to make some coffee.
Going out to the front porch with my coffee I crawled into the hammock that hung there.
For the first time since it happened I allowed myself to think back to the first time I saw him. Back to where it all started.
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Tell Me That You Love Me Anyway (A Loki Love Story)Fanfiction
When Loki fell from the rainbow bridge, he was lost. Or so they thought. When he returns he tells of how he had no memory of who he was and of the mortal that loved him anyways. But he didn't know was that she was no mortal, but the last of the immo...