Eighty-eight

Rebecca was sitting in the living room, reading a book and sipping on a cup of tea, when Andreas came in. Andreas looked exhausted and collapsed on the sofa next to her.

"Hey," he said, walking over to her and sitting down on the couch.

"Hey," she replied, looking up from her book and smiling.

"What are you reading?" he asked, leaning over to see the cover of the book.

"It's just a novel, nothing too exciting," she said, closing the book and setting it down on her lap.

Andreas shifted closer to her, putting his arm around her shoulders. "Well, I think you're exciting," he said, giving her a quick kiss on the cheek.

Rebecca blushed, feeling a warmth spread through her body. She leaned her head against his chest, feeling his heartbeat against her ear. She couldn't believe how much she had come to rely on him in such a short amount of time, but she knew that she never wanted to let him go.

"I'm glad you think so," she said softly, pressing her face against his shirt.

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