C30 TE AMO

He lays me gently on his bed and lies beside me, his chest on mine, our eyes scanning our faces. I don't know why he prefers his bedroom over mine, but I like it even more. I like that he wants to live with our memories close to him. On his bed.

He lifts his T-shirt, which is acting as my dress to cover my nakedness. He pulls it out, leaving me with nothing