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"Ugh...I have to leave." I groan standing up and wrapping a sheet around my body to cover up.
"Are you sure?" He asks with a suggestively raised eyebrow and I laugh.
"Unfortunately yes, it's Christmas Eve...but if I play my cards right I can probably see you tomorrow?" I lean in and peck his lips, causing him to groan as I pulled away.
Last night we stayed up and talked about pretty much everything. I learned about some of the times he came over to his uncle's for Christmas as a kid and was in love with the "kid coffee" His uncle made that was really hot chocolate. I laughed at that story, trying to picture a child version of Shawn.
I don't know how I'm supposed to feel about this whole Katherine and Billie thing but I feel like Shawn is just about as confused about the situation a
