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I noticed his tawny hair was still damp and unkempt from sleeping. I sat down on the wooden coffee table and took the sight of him into my memory. His lips were slightly parted as he breathed in his slumber and I hoped he was having peaceful dreams. Goodnight Sweet Prince, I thought to myself, taking one last look at him before I turned out the lights and headed for bed. It was still dark in Afro Mad Hustle She Got Mad Hustle Poster my bedroom when I woke, suddenly startled. I felt my bed jostle as Ryan carefully slid his body underneath my blankets. Without saying a word, he snuggled up behind me and made himself comfortable on the spare pillow. I leaned back slightly to acknowledge him, resting my body on his chest. He curled up tighter behind me; I could feel that he was still fully dressed. Ryan’s hand skimmed down my arm.

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