40: The Peaches

Pitch darkness ebbed into streams of golden yellow, illuminating the earth and casting a warm glow in the bedroom. Lorena stirred, her face widening into a smile as her eyes fluttered open. Her nostrils caught his scent first before she realized she was in his arms.

Maybe it was because she was in his shirt again, but it didn't matter. She loved his scent. Sighing in contentment, she nuzzled closer to him.

"Good morning, gorgeous," Markris said, kissing softly on her head.

Her smile widened some more. "Good morning," She said, her voice still raspy from all the screaming she did last night. She turned to him, laying her head on his chest.

"You sound like you've been up for a while." He stroked her back gently, sending ecstatic ripples through her.

"Yeah. I woke up earlier to check my phone. I had to go through everything I'd missed. It turns out I missed an important meeting in the company." His voice was filled with regret, and it made her want to give him a giant hug.

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