“Hey,” I replied and took her in. Her curly hair was tousled, lipstick smeared from us kissing all night, and I grinned when I saw that she was still wrapped up in my jacket.
“About last night…” She trailed off and sounded apologetic.
“What about it? It was amazing,” My words visibly comforted her and she leaned into me more. I loved the weight of her against me. I slid my arm around her and started drawing lazy circles on her back.
“I used to love it when you tickled my back,” she said dreamily.
“Did? You don’t anymore? Ouch,” I pretended to be offended and moved my hand away from her.
“No, no, no. I still do. Don’t stop,” she whined and I gave in instantly, smiling to myself.
“So…what are you doing today?” She tried acting casual, but I knew she was up to something.
“Whatever you’re doing today?” I asked, hoping she would agree.