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cozy night (9)


By andor rosenPublished 2 months ago 1 min read
cozy night (9)
Photo by Ricardo Gomez Angel on Unsplash

We lost ourselves in a whirlwind of passion and desire. At that moment, nothing else mattered but the two of us, lost in our little world. Surrounded by the snowstorm raging outside.

We forgot about the movie that was playing. As the credits rolled on the movie, Michelle turned to me with a mischievous glint in her eye. "Looks like we're snowed in for the night," she said, her voice low and husky.

I knew that this was a night I would never forget. We made our way upstairs to her room and closed out the night in her bed.

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