Larissa
I wake up in the middle of the night to find Ryan is not in bed. I check Henrique's room, but he's not in his crib either. I go downstairs and find them sleeping on the couch. I pick up Henrique and put him in the crib. I head to the living room and call for Ryan. He sleepily walks to the bedroom, lies down on the bed, and I lie down too. I keep replaying the bathtub scene in my mind, a silly smile spreads across my face. It felt so good to feel his touch, his affection. I shouldn't have stopped; I feel like I'm ready for this experience. I've been longing for Ryan's touch.
Ryan: Is everything okay?
Larissa: Yes.
He hugs me from behind, kisses my neck, and I caress his arm. I feel him pressing against me, and I start to laugh.
Ryan: It's not my fault.
Larissa: Yes, you do.
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