Yet I lay here, and I realize I got so much more than that, and all I can do is hope that when he wakes up, he doesn’t tell me to leave and never come back. As those thoughts start to overtake me and the familiar self-sabotage starts to sink in, when I hear a groggy goood morningg and those fears melt away as his arms pull me in and his head snuggles in my neck kissing me until his lips once again find mine. I smile and bashfully pull away.
“Where are you going?” Trevor says with a slight waver in his voice.
“I am going to get my toothbrush from my purse as I can only imagine the politeness you are showing me right now.” I say, nearly pleading with him to let me do this and I promise I’ll be right back, and we can pick up where we left off.
I hop off the bed and before I leave the room, I feel arms wrap around me from behind and he laughs and says, “you don’t have to try and be perfect around me as there is so much more to you than a minty breath first thing in the morning.”
I feel myself sink into him a little as he says this as I know what he means, and I don’t want the moment to end. As against all odds sometimes all it takes is 3 minutes to make a connection and a night to seal the bond of two perfect strangers who met at a bar.
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Do I keep this going or like any good romcom leave it up to your vivid imagination to where Brittany and Trevor end up next.