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*Mild Fun Mature Content*

I arch my brow and she pushes her present for me to open. I pull out this pink carton box that says Dirty Dice. I arch my brow and she giggles with a blush spreading across her cheeks.

"Alright, joke's over." I shake my head.

She giggles again and holds my arm. "It's not a joke. I thought it would be fun as boyfriend and girlfriend," she softly says, gazing in my eyes and sinking her teeth in her lower lip.

Warmth spreads across my chest and down to my cobra. She actually wants to open that door but I don't want her to feel like we have to do this, no matter how I'm down one hundred percent for this gift. I pull her close to me and feel her skin grow warm as my hands touch her waist. Her eyes flicker up and back down to the box, tracing her finger on it. I kiss the side of her lips and she lets out a soft smile, releasing her dimples. Her shoulder softly bumps on to my arm.

"Do you not like it?" She looks at me with her doe eyes.

"Lizzie, I do, baby." I stroke her chin and she puts it down softly but I lift up her chin to look right at me. The shade of her gingerbread eyes lightens up as my thumb strokes over her chin "Are you sure?"

Her laughter bounces off the room like I said the funniest thing in the world. I don't think I could ever get tired of it. I smirk, licking my lower lips, breathing a chuckle as her giggles die down.

"Jaylannnn, stop being a chicken. I'm your girlfriend, remember?" She giggles, placing her hand up at her lips.

She does have a point but - Fuck, what am I doing? I'm Jaylan Parker here, King Kong, Mr.Steal Your Girl... Six-seven Jaylan Parker who feels like he's being tested by a miniature Cupid's sales representative.

"Lizzieeee, you 're trying to get me in trouble aren't you." I slant my eyes and she gives me this sweet innocent smile, looking down.

"By whooo?" she teases.

"The ginger sergeant," I state the obvious.

"Jaylan, you are my boyfriend." She furrows her brows at me and folds her arms pushing up her chest and giving me a full view of where I'd love my face to be.

"Naughty Lizzie, are you ready to play the game?" I hum, arching my brow.

"I told you there were games at dinner and it's not Naughty Lizzie, it's regular Lizzie," she says innocently but with the heated way she looks at me, from under her lashes, I'm not buying it.

This is a trap.

"How do you play this game?" I lick my lower lip and she flickers her eyes like she is watching my every move. I flash her a boyish smile and she looks down at the box.

"Umm..." She yanks the box closer and reads the directions as I try my best to hold my composure.

I'm being tempted to the full extent and we haven't even dated exclusively for three whole days...but we have known each other for a month, shit, almost two. I've thought about these moments but now it's a reality, I'm like an awkward little middle schooler.

What the fuck am I'm saying? I'm Jaylan fucking Parker here.

No, no, no, this is Lizzie. My Lizzie. Innocent, beautiful, church going, good girl, Lizzie.

I'm fucked.

I couldn't help but stare as she mumbles something in Spanish and twists her lips to the side like she's calculating a problem she can't solve. Close up, everything about her is flawless. With no makeup, her eyelashes are long with a natural curl framing her curious eyes, her bare, full lips a warm shade of pale pink, and her skin is clear with a glow to it. My eyes take in every inch of her face, memorizing it better, from her round cheeks to those dimples I can't stop kissing

Every detail about Lizzie drives me wild because of how beautiful she is. I softly place my hand on her thigh as she is still trying to read the simple four sentences written for the directions.

"Well, this is easy." She beams and looks at me in a sneaky way.

"Is it now?" I arch my brow, wiggling my fingers on her thigh like a spider.

"Mmm-hmm." She opens the box and there are words on the large dice that are forcing me not to get hard but i don't think it's possible.

Lick?

Suck?

Kiss?

Rub?

What am I going to do? Am I dreaming? I have to be. I softly graze my fingers on her soft skin like a pinch and she furrows her brow. "¡Ay! ¡Qué es lo que te pasa! (Ouch! What is the matter with you!)"

Now, she's being dramatic. I didn't even pinch... Fuck.

A sharp sting from her nail digs into the small fat on my right elbow.

"Damn, what the hell?" I hiss, rubbing my arm.

"Now you know how it feels," she grumbles.

I let out a sly smile because this is no dream... This is reality and I'm going to die soon.

Wait a damn minute.

I'm Jaylan Fucking Parker here.

"Can I go first?" I wiggle my brows and she crinkles her nose. "Hey, I just want to let you know you don't have to do this Lizzie, I want you comfo-"

She places a finger on my lips to quiet me and I just shut up. The smile she is giving is one I've never seen before. The corners of her mouth curl up in a mix of innocent and seductive and my heart pounds harder at the sight.

"Liz-" She nudges me quietly to roll the dice... Roll my life... Any moment, Maxine is going to come in here with a bat and Alexis with a body bag in hand.

"Are you going to roll it? Chicken," she teases.

I press my lips at her for using my nickname for her and she giggles, rubbing her small hand down my right bicep. I flex my muscle, making her furrow her brows with a smile.

"Any day now," she continues and I'm legit about to withdraw from the spank bank again.

"Careful." I throw a wink and her eyes darken a bit just a simple word.

Here goes nothing.

I roll the dice and it lands on Kiss. Alright, that's simple. "So, do I get to pick where?"

"That's what the box says." She shrugs and then looks at me with a smile... a smile that's going to get me in BIG trouble.

Fuck me.

I'm torn when she tells me it's my choice because my restraint feels like it's barely hanging on. I also don't want to rush Lizzie into anything she's not comfortable with, so I rub my jaw and make her eyes darken slightly. My lips curl up to the side, knowing how just doing that drives her wild. "You have to point to where."

"So do you then," she challenges me back.

"Alright." I grin, knowing that anywhere she does anything will feel good to me, and she arches her brow at my next move. "Lay back."

She sinks her teeth in her lower lip and scoots back on the bed. My breath hitches at the sight of how nervous she is right now. Her eyes are round and big but flicker with the same curiosity from when we made eye contact for the first time I saw her at the restaurant. Her own chest heaves gently as she lowers her shoulders, holding her hands at her stomach, where her nightshirt rises up a sliver.

I lean over, caging her in between my arms and she flicks her eyes up at mine. I lick my lower lip at her, making her sink lower into the bed. She places her hands up by her mouth and I slowly pull them down. I lean closer, moving slowly to her lips, and her eyes close immediately. I graze my lips over hers and playfully peck her chin with a soft smack sound.

She giggles, squirming around, and grunts at my pesky behavior. She reaches down for the dice, rolls it, and lands on Rub.

I arch my brow and she giggles, taking her hand. Trailing it down my face, she rubs my shoulder quickly. A mosquito would've bitten harder.

"That's all I get, Doc?" I arch my brow and she crinkles her nose.

"Sit up," she orders, so I lean up off her and she sits up. By the time I sit down, she roasts,"How am I going to do a shoulder rub when you have a big dinosaur frame?"

With a quick motion, I softly grab the sides of her waist, making her squeal loudly as she moves dangerously sideways across my lap. The way she's perfectly set up for a good spanking is making my hands too itchy.

"Shhhhhh!" I can't hold my laugh much, tickling her side.

"You'll have to sit on the floor." She looks up, catching my darkening gaze and I transfer her to the side.

I lower myself on the ground and not even the moment I sit, Lizzie throws a pillow in my face to elevate my ankle. "Doc, I'm good."

"Not listening to your non adherence comment." She slips her hands down the front of my torso as she whispers in my ear.

Listening to my tiny nurse, I lift my leg up like a good patient complying to her instruction. I won't lie, listening to Lizzie my ankle has actually isn't bothering me anymore with the physical therapy routine she has me on.

"Good boy." She giggles contagiously at the crude word.

I turn and furrow my eyebrows just like her. "Lizzzzieee," I sound like her preschool voice, making her replicate her famous facial expression. I kiss her nose softly and turn around, wiggling my shoulders back and forth and hearing her let out giggle at my comedy.

Her hands are silky and smooth, running down my arms, well, sort of with her short limbs. She shifts closer to the edge of the bed until my body is between her squeezable thighs. She traces her finger on my back, sending chills up my spine and giggles at my goosebumps.

"Ready?" She places her hands on my neck.

"Ready." I turn my face to kiss her fingers.

"Hey!" Her nose wrinkles adorably. "That's not part of the game."

"It's Valentine's Day." I smirk, stack my forearms, and rest my chin on them.

She softly grunts and pokes the back of my neck, making me move my shoulders up at the sharp jab. She giggles, exchanging it for soft, light strokes. She finds a knot and begins to work, parting my lips and making me groan.

I feel her thighs pull in and my hands rub her dangling legs beside me. She gets a little bit more intense by kneading her thumbs into my muscles, making me feel on cloud nine under the pressure she's applying. Heat builds up in the muscles, relaxing them.

As silence is around us, I couldn't help but appreciate how we finally got here at this moment. We had a few bumps in the road but they were worth it to share a moment like this. I've never been this intimate with any girl. It's almost like Lizzie is teaching me how to appreciate your significant other in a deeper way, relaxing and being yourself.

Uncle Steve would rag on me about my approach with women but now I have to humbly admit he was right on. It takes a true man to settle down and treasure a woman, putting your selfish needs behind.

Lizzie's hand's move to the base of my shoulder blades, where she pushes harder, for her, with the pads of her thumbs. She's finding spots I didn't know I had tension locked in there and the release feels like my shoulders are getting lighter. I brush my knuckles on her thighs again, which are much warmer than before. "Did they teach you this in nursing school?"

"Nope. Youtube did," she boastfully admits.

I breathe out a chuckle as she kneads a tense area near the base of my neck, parting my lips and letting out a groan. "You are so tense here, Jaylan," she softly says, kneading the knots away.

"That's the spot," I groan, feeling her fingers press deeper into the spot. It was almost like she was getting rid of all the tenison of life out of me.

She slowly lowers her hands down my bare back feeling the muscles that are rightfully hers and goes slowly back up to my shoulders like she knows the weight of responsibility and my past.

Surprisingly, her soft warm lips press on my right shoulder. Lizzie slowly glides her fingers playfully down and up my neck and then starts working the back of my neck, pinching it softly. She stops at my tattoo and she softly traces the tips of her fingers in circles.

Unexpectedly, she pecks the side of it, pulling my lips into a smile. "Not part of the game, Lizzie."

"It's Valentine's Day." She softly giggles and does it again.

This woman.

She pats my back playfully and shrinks back her legs, pulling them close to her. I get up off the ground with ease and turn back to see her just with the gaze of wonder in her eyes, traveling from my face down my front.

"You checking me out Giggles?" I tease.

She sinks her teeth in and pushes the dice at me. The bed dips as I sit back down. But before I do, I lean over and kiss Lizzie softly, making her keep eyes shut and watching her eyelashes flutter. She giggles while pulling back as I kiss her cheek.

"Jaylan, it's your turn," she softly squeaks, lifting her shoulders up as I kiss her ear lobe.

"I know, just kissing my girlfriend."

She crinkles her nose and pushes the dice closer to me. I arch my brow as she looks at me through her eyelashes. I softly laugh. take the dice and roll it and it lands on Lick.

Oh, how I wish.

She huffs and taps my shoulder, pointing to the brown bag with Taste. I open the bag and it's actually something good in here.

Kama Sutra Divine Nectars Vanilla Creme?" I arch my brow, twisting the silver bottle around and she giggles.

"Naughty Lizzie bought that." She giggles again and I kiss her lips. "Hey, that's not part of the game."

"Oh, yes it is," I tease.

"Alright, anywhere you point."

I hum and open the bottle cap. She giggles, sinking her teeth in her lip. She nods and watches me playfully think as I rub my jaw. Every giggle hits my ears like music as I pretend to spray it on certain spots on her body. I'm going easy this time because my fingers are twitching that I spray it between her legs.

She taps the side of her neck, so I spray it on and she giggles of the coldness of the spray. I place the bottle down and place my lips at the shell of her ear. With a soft press, I kiss it, making her squirm a bit then I trace a trail of kisses down her neck. With one upward drag of my tongue, I lick her softly, shooting a taste of vanilla into my mouth, and she squeals.

"Shhhhhh." I laugh, glancing at the time and knowing Jordy is about to go to bed.

I cannot get enough of her laughter and the sight of her in this moment. Her lying in my bed just brings warmth from my chest... right down into my cock, not going to lie here.

"Okay," she whispers softly, and rolls her turn, coming back to Kiss.

She taps her chin and lifts her eyes to the corner playfully and then looks at me, so I tap my lips with one finger. She wraps her arms around my neck, making me cage all around her. She leans up, kissing me gently but lingers.

Silence fills the room, only the sound our lips connecting fills my ears, echoing and causing me to groan at how soft her lips are. She opens her mouth, initiating a deeper kiss, and I swipe out my tongue, slowly entering it in her mouth. Instead of pulling back like she has done, she lifts her tongue and tries to meet mine.

I stick my tongue farther in and my gut clenches hard when she does the same. I start to massage my tongue with hers, warm, wet, and textured like velvet against mine. She lets out a soft breath through her nose, making my cobra awake even more. She tightens her grip against my neck and I press my weight down on her a bit more.

She slowly pulls back, breaks off, and looks away with a smile. I softly touch her lower lip and she keeps looking away, probably because that was something unexpected out of her.

Shit, it was unexpected for me.

I roll again and I get Suck... Am I ready to hear her moan....

Alright. I got this.

She sinks her teeth in her lip as I playfully figure out where I want to take this easy.

Alright, fuck it.

"Where?" I rasp and she twists her lips to the side.

She glances away and directly points at her neck, not wanting to look at my intense glare. I laugh, lowering my head and she looks back at me with sparkles in her dilated pupils. I lean forward, kissing her lips first, then move my lips over to her cheek, to her dimple which she giggles at, to her jaw, slowly down to her chin.

I make it to the base of her neck and feel the bed move slightly because she is flexing her heel a bit. I plant a kiss at the top of her neck and go down with open-mouthed kisses into her warm skin. Her hands clasp onto the back of my head, her nails gently pressing into my scalp as I kiss her softly by her neck. Just starting off small, I kiss her slowly and gently. She tastes faintly of the vanilla stuff I licked off her.

She arches her neck, giving me more access and I peek my eyes up at her to see hers are closed, her teeth sinking in her lower lip as I continue. I deepen the kiss on her neck and her throat column moves slightly as she gulps so I kiss it there. I open-mouth kiss her neck and the sweetest thing I've heard comes out of her lips.

"Por favor, Jaylan," escapes, vibrating her throat against my lips. The words, ones which I finally know as please, makes me kiss her harder, to hear it again.

She tightly holds the base of my head and now I know what Lizzie's turn on is now. I deepen the kiss on her neck and she lets out another sweet whimper. I suck softly, drawing the skin into my mouth, not hard enough to hurt her but with enough pressure that she'll feel the difference. Her nails sink into my scalp right when my teeth graze over her skin over my teeth, tempting me but I stop. I slowly pull back and catch her sight of a dark brown, almost almond color, in her eyes.

It's a moment I will remember and I know I will see it again.

"You okay," I rasp out because I'm breathing hard right now.

She nods softly and clears her throat. She sinks her teeth in her lip and reaches for the dice, shaking it, and landing on Lick.

Oh boy.

She slowly pushes me, well, tries to, up and I turn over for her. I'm barely sitting down when she full-on straddles me, her warm thighs sandwiching mine. She grins like a kid and shakes the bottle. I can't help but smirk about the whole process, wondering what she's going to do.

"Your choice," I offer in a strained voice. She sprays the sticky substance right on my abs and I arch my brow, leaning up a bit. "Lizzie you don't have to -"

She furrows her brows at me and I throw my hands up in surrender, laying flat down, drawing my abs in because, well, I can. She giggles, sticking her tongue out like a goof. Her hair puddles on my sides as she places her hands on each side of my sides and lowers herself.

Fuck, the cobra.

She leans down, pushing aside some of her hair and all I see is a light pink flash of the tip of her tongue before she licks my top two abdominal muscles. The tickling sensation makes me curl up and she giggles with her tongue out.

"Hold still." She places one hand on my chest, right where my heart is pounding hard.

"It tickles," I defend myself.

She giggles and licks again, then plants a sweet kiss. As she moves lower, she wiggles her hips. Her tongue is soft and wet, teasing my skin but my attention goes more to her chin, which is moving dangerously close to the cobra. She licks again, drawing a stronger outline of one of my muscles, which clenches at the warm contact, and she hums, doing it again.

Lizzie plants another soft kiss and continues to work her way down. Each time, she drags her tongue in harder, longer strokes, gaining more confidence each time that leaves me watching. Otherwise, I'm focusing on her chin dragging close to where my cock is screaming for its turn but I squeeze my eyes closed.

"Is there eight?" I tease, although my voice comes out strained.

She grunts, taking the dice and handing it to me. "Two more rounds, then bed time." She pokes my right pec, so I glance at the clock and it's legit ten o' five on the dot. The night is still young. Right when I lift my hand, Lizzie surprises me by dragging her tongue again on my abs, this time from the bottom up that leaves other parts of me whimpering.

"Missed a spot." She laughs and I arch my brow.

"Right" I press my lips smoothing out to a sly grin

Guess Naughty Lizzie comes out at night. I purse my lips and take the dice, rolling it.

Suck.

Alright, I like this. I look up at her and she sinks her teeth in her lip. I arch my brow, wondering where she wants to choose. She starts giggling uncontrollably, making me slant my eyes but catching her infectious laugh. She taps to her thigh and leans back by the headboard with her legs up.

My heart officially skips beats and I don't know if this is healthy or not. She puts her hands up by her mouth, trying to calm down her laughs but I think I make it worse because I'm dying right now.

"Shhh Lizzie, lay back," I say the words to her but I'm actually trying to calm myself down.

She nods, still giggling up a storm and I haven't done anything yet. It makes me happy that she is laughing about the situation because I'm officially stiffed up like a brick at how wide open she's spreading her legs. "You sure?"

She ignores me, I guess because I'm being a chicken in her eyes. This is not how I envisioned her spreading her legs but this is close enough. I shake the bottle and Lizzie gets even more giggly. "Babe, I haven't done anything."

That stops her and she clears her throat. I chuckle and spray her closest inner thigh and she squeals. I laugh, lowering myself and cuss inwardly at the sight of the liquid dripping down in between her legs right now. I lean down, pressing my cheek lower down on her thigh and look up. Her dark gingerbread eyes are watching my every move. She shuts her eyes quickly at being caught and I plant a soft kiss into her skin.

"Look at me, babe," I softly order.

She peeks an eye open and I send her a smirk, kissing her thigh again. "Alright, ready?"

She nods softly and sinks her teeth in her lower lip, her eyes darkening inside the frame of her long lashes. I plant another kiss and she bites her lip again, but harder. My nose is pointing right between her legs, into the warmth I know is there, but I open my mouth, kissing her thigh and locking my eyes on hers the whole time.

Her pupils enlarge and heat builds in her gaze the longer I'm not leaving her sight. With elevated breaths, her lips part and chest pitches. Her thigh is soft as silk and warm, just like the rest of her body. I'm probably drooling because loud kissing sounds erupt from the contact point.

"Jaylan." She softly laughs and I go a step farther, making a trail of kisses down her leg and unexpectedly lick all the way back to the top to where I sprayed.

She squeals loudly and I place my finger on her lips to be quiet, not that I don't want to hear. Fuck, if Jordy wasn't here then I would definitely make some beautiful prayers out of her.

I playfully hand the dice to her and she crinkles her nose. She rolls and lands on Lick again.

"Alright, Lizzie."

"You pick," she reminds me.

I tap my chin playfully like she does, then tap my abs again. She furrows her brows, yanking the can by the side of us. She ignores my smirk and slowly pushes me back, well, palms my chest and I just lay back.

She crawls down to my thigh, which, no, don't Lizzie. My mouth dries at the sight of her crawling over my legs, hands flat outside my thighs, her chest dipping down and hair spilling over her shoulders. I feel like I'm dreaming and gulp.

"Open up." She taps the can between my thighs, the cooler temperature making me blink.

I couldn't believe my girlfriend right now. The Jello Consultant, the Stuffed Animal Caregiver, the Behavior Ch-

"Jaylan."

I tuck my lower lip in and she giggles, shaking the bottle and spraying the leg closer to her. She taps my thigh, going for the anatomy lesson. "This is your vastus lateralis and this is... " She giggles like the painful erection I'm sporting is nothing but the cobra is not liking this game anymore. It's throbbing painfully, straight down into my blue balls.

"...This is your Vastus Medialis."

I blink, trying to see her point, but her warm tongue stroking over my skin makes me forget what she's trying to prove. With every giggle, she licks around my leg, doing a half circle that's warm, wet, and softly textured.

My girlfriend is a fucking freak.

She sits up innocently with a big smile and takes the dice, placing it in my hands. My eyes can't not look away from her. "I can't believe you just did that."

She giggles and shrugs. "A lot of things I've done you wouldn't believe."

I'm sorry, what?

I furrow my brows, not sure if I want to know what Naughty Lizzie taught my sweet, innocent girlfriend, or better yet, what Maxine and Alexis taught my sweet, innocent girlfriend. She kisses my lips quickly and pushes my hand to roll.

Alright, here goes nothing. Rub.

Do I count? I did earlier, although it doesn't feel like I cleared myself out in the shower because I'm -

"You pick," she tosses out playfully.

I would love to give my favorite spot a rub. Ahh, fuck it.

"Turn around."

Lizzie blinks a few times and she turns and lays flat on her stomach, playfully giggling up a storm. The bed dips, making her sink in as I lay on my side next to my favorite art of work. I playfully figure out where I want to rub, so I rub her elbow and trace my hand slowly down the curve of her back and then lightly tap her butt. Her spine stiffens and she squeals.

"Shhh," I remind her.

She giggles and turns to look back at me through her eyelashes when she means to slant them.

Fuck me.

Let me not do it but then again...

My hand reaches for her ass for a second, but I pull back. Moving my hand up to her lower back, I place my palm down, rubbing it softly.

"I'm going to go to sleep if you do that." She yawns.

"Fine by me," I rasp and lower my hand to the top of her ass, right where it starts to swell.

She tenses up, so I move my hand back up to rub her lower back. She feels so good to touch, her skin is so soft, it's slipping off my hands.

Unexpectedly, she moves my hand to her ass, in the middle of her right cheek. "I know you want to."

"Lizzie," I warn her but let's be honest, my hand feels glued in place and I'm a happy man.

She stays silent but taps my wrist.

"Lizzie,"I croak out.

"I'm ignoring you," she murmurs out quietly. "And besides, Maxine does it all the time."

She's teasing.

Fuck no.

My hand softly touches her left cheek. It fits perfectly in my hand, like my hand is made for this globe of warm, soft flesh. I softly move my hand, trying not to hurt her and she giggles. "Educate me, Nurse Lizzie," I rasp.

"About what?" she murmurs out quietly.

"The butt, that's what." I try to lighten the situation to retain my positive fucking thoughts about my girlfriend.

"The gross stuff or the good stuff?" She giggles.

I softly tap her butt and she giggles into the pillow. "Jaylan, the dice said rub!"

"Lizzie, shhhhh." I laugh with her contagious laughter.

It echoes through the room, warming my heart and the cobra at this very moment, in bed with my girlfriend. Who would have thought Captain and Point Guard is gladly compromising for a butt rub on Valentine's Day.

"There are three muscles in your butt, the Medius, Maximus, and Minimus."

"It also makes your but bigger too," she continues with a giggle.

"Is that why it's so big?" I slyly smirk and she giggles into the pillow.

"No, silly my fairy god mother gave it to me."

'Who?" I say, not following.

"Oh Jaylan." She shakes her head and lays her head down on the pillow.

I must have pushed hard because her lips part and she lets out a soft moan. "Jaylan, butt massages help with back pain, improves range of motion, and reduces leg pain." Nurse Lizzie smiles, trying to ease the situation like she normally does, and yawns.

"What else, Nurse Lizzie?" I groan slightly, rubbing harder with the corners of my palms and kneading my fingers in, as her ass is just so soft.

"Mmm, athletic performance," her voice strains, rasping slightly, and she yawns again.

My brain is trying really hard not to recommend a different athletic performance, so I cough and redirect, "So I get one?"

She giggles, cracks her eyes open, and looks back at me up and down.

"You are an interesting woman, Elizabeth Lucero," I grip two full handfuls, parting her lips with another low moan.

"Elizabeth Maria Lucero." Her lashes flutter over her cheeks as her eyes close, but she holds up her pointer finger.

"Who knew you liked butt massages?" I murmur quietly, shaking my head.

"There are a lot of things I like." She giggles, looking back at me through her eyelashes.

"Careful Lizzie," I warn her because, at this point I need to reprocess my thoughts here.

My girlfriend, the woman with probably the best ass I've ever seen, likes ass massages.

She giggles and sinks her teeth in her lower lip. Her head rolls to the side and her eyes flutter closed. I rub her silently, honestly probably enjoying this as much as she sounds like she is. Her spine and shoulders relax down, her lips part slightly, and her breathing evens out. I pause only when a soft smile plays on her lips.

"Lizzie?" I whisper, leaning over but she just hugs the pillow tighter with her arms. With a soft chuckle, I press my lips against her forehead, smoothing away some of her hair. She whimpers softly when I tuck her under the covers and turn off the lights.

Only when I climb in next to her do I realize Lizzie's out cold... in my bed corner.

Edited and spiced up by still_just_me