When India came out of the bathroom, she had gotten dressed in her pajamas, Stone could see this puzzled expression on her face, and she was reticent. Stone hopped off the bed, got his pajamas out of the drawer, and headed to the bathroom to get more comfortable.
A few minutes later, he entered the bedroom, and as usual, he was not wearing an undershirt or anything. India was lying on the floor as she looked at his tall, muscular frame. She turned her back to him and agitatedly began adjusting her pillow. He couldn't help but chuckle, watching her actions. Stone jumps into the bed, uttering taunts. "Boy, this bed sure feels good."
"I bet it does. Good night." She replied, frustrated.
Stone lays there for a few minutes quietly. "India. Are you sleeping?" he asked in a low deep tone.
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