Chapter three - The perfect morning

Nothing happened. We just slept at the same bed.
She was cold; I covered her with a blanket and sang to her, whispering love stuff.
5:30 am. I was awake.
I had to put my shit on, but she seemed to be so peaceful … There was no way to move!

"- Huh…"
"- Good morning beautiful"
"-Hey!
-I'm so glad you're here!"
"- I couldn't leave!
- Do you know that you snore?"
"- No way!
- I'm embarrassed!"
"- Don't be…
- It's cute!"

She passed her hand in my hair, kissed me and kept letting me "on" with her innocent touches

"-Ella…"

I pushed her away, an accident happened.

"-It's okay, it's your reflex
- It happens…"
"- No…. I…"
"- Listen, I kept thinking on everything you said and…
- I want to do it"
"- We've talked about this already and…
- Really?"

She agreed with her head. Then, we covered our bodies with her purple blanket and started to make love.
It was pure, amazing.
Our legs scraping one in the other. How her skin was soft!
Couldn't be more romantic!
We're goofy, praying to that moment last forever.
Now, we were bonded for life.