Chapter 48
BPOV
Another weird thing about going from friends to lovers would have to be the cuddling that takes place at any given moment.
We're both a little exhausted after this long week so instead of going at it when we get to my place we opt to cuddle on the couch.
Lame late night television. My favorite fuzzy throw and your head in my lap.
Does it get better than this?
You roll over so you can look at me.
Your eyes are droopy with sleep and your smile is lazy.
"I'm so in love with you."
You make me melt
