Part 8:
link “Feeling better?” Guinevere asks. They’re still lying in bed, now cuddled under the covers together.
“Almost,” he says, and he turns onto his back, pulling her with him, trading places with her so that her head is now resting on his chest.
I knew he wasn’t done with me yet, she thinks, smiling and resting her hand on his chest, idly toying with his chest hair beneath her fingers.
His hand strokes her side, trailing down to her rear, where he gives a gentle squeeze before resting...
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