Billie Bob Taylor
The next morning I was awoken by a knocking from downstairs. Benedito was still fast asleep like a model from a designer brand campaign. His strong arms were wrapped around me and as the knocking persisted, I tried to shimmy out of his hold but he would not let me go.
"There's someone at the door," I whispered to him as he pouted cutely.
"I want cuddles," he cooed before he hid his face in the crook of my neck.
"I'll give you cuddles when I come back," I smiled before I pressed a gentle kiss to his lips. It took a few kisses but eventually he let me go. I walked over to my dressing drawer before I slipped on a pair of boxers then closed the door behind me so I would not make noise for him.
When I got to the door Ma stood there with a large smile as she held pie in her hands.
"Good morning my beautiful Ma," I kissed her cheek before I let her in.
