“What are you doing?”
“Serenading you,” Greg sang
as he strummed his fingers against the strings of his acoustic. Music playing
in his body, along his fingers and around the room, there wasn’t anything in it
really, just a jumpy need to create.
“Seriously?” Ben laughed
out.
“We’ll how else was I meant
to wake you?”
“Oh, I don’t know…” Ben
smiled a smile that had Greg’s body tighten, watched. That’s all he did as Ben
rolled onto his side and his hand, snaked under the covers.
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