Waking up next to Madeline, her hair splayed out on the pillow as the sun filtered into the room was everything I’d imagined. She was mine and she was perfect. I stifled a laugh as she smiled in her sleep. I had slept soundly after we’d made love once more; after she’d promised to come back to me.
I couldn’t believe my luck. I pulled her closer to me and she proceeded to tangle herself around me, her legs intertwined with mine and her arm around my neck. I’d never slept over at any girl’s or had anyone over here. It had never felt right, but this did.
Once we’d committed to one another and when she’d return, we’d make the move into the main house. My parents had already started building new quarters they’d move into when I came back home from college.
She moaned as she rubbed her
