Future
Mason and Thea sat up in bed, their bodies intertwined as they spoke of their desires and dreams for the future. As Thea rose to return to her room, Mason wrapped a strong arm around her waist and pulled her back into his chest. He hooked his leg around hers, keeping her snugly against him in his king-size bed. After tucking into the covers, Mason spooned up behind her, sighing contentedly as he breathed in the scent of her hair. His lips grazed the crown of her head as they drifted off to sleep. The next morning, Thea opened her eyes as the sun spilled into the bedroom, and a glint of glass reflected the light on the bedside table. She picked up a frosty drink and took a sip, tasting the hint of lemon in the cool water. There was a sticky note on the edge of the tray that read, “Good Mor
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