All night, Azraiel and Charlotte switched between making love and talking just about everything.
They knew they should have slept but they couldn’t help it. The fear that they might have no time to tell each other the million things they want to share just didn’t let them sleep a wink that night.
They cuddled, they talked, and in between they even ate some of the ice cream and leftovers. She would have done everything she has ever wanted to do with her partner if it were possible.
They were both aware of the sun rays peeking through the curtains indicating that it is time to get up but they ignore it and sink further into the mattress.
He watches as Charlotte draws circles with her index finger on his chest.
With a sigh, he presses a soft kiss on her head and grumpily says, “I think we should wake up.”
“Mhmm…we should.” She kisses his chest tenderly.
