Rae in the Bedroom

We were both consummate singles, occasional flings scattered through years of friendship that stretched back to childhood, always watching out for each other. Last night ended at my place, which wasn't unusual, but something had shifted. Electricity hummed between us, awkward tension threading through confused smiles. When I left her sleeping on my couch, longing coursed through me, the urge to touch her almost unbearable. She looked beautiful in the morning light, still lost in dreams when I slipped out for coffee and croissant. Returning, I found the couch empty. She waited on my bed, half undressed, eyes meeting mine

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