Prologos

I glower at him, but it’s soon replaced with a blush as he rises up and pulls me down to the pillows with him, “Stop frowning, it’s not good for your health.”
“Neither are you.”
“So we can both die together?” He teases against my neck.
“What are you doing?”
He’s on top of the blanket yet his arms are thrown around me as he presses his head into my neck and closes his eyes, “Falling asleep with my girlfriend.”
“But why?”
“I like the way it feels.”