Chapter 8

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  I feel small spots of warmth on my neck. I flinch. It was similar to how Sam used to do it when I was younger but this time it felt nice.

  Max moves his hand down to my waist then up my shirt. He traces my skin making my body tingle. I blush and peek open my eyes, just enough to see.

  "Morning sleepyhead." He says with a smile as he goes and kisses right below my eye.

  "Max? W..mm" I'm tired and I rub my eyes.

  I feel max press on my nipple and I flinch at it. He smiles at my reaction and kisses my forehead.

  "Do I have permission? I'll be gentle I promise." Max says in a soft, soothing voice.

  I look at him for a moment. I realize I'm still drunk. He presses on my nipple again and I flinch. It feels nice. I nod.

  'y...yeah you have m..my permission." I say softly.

  Max smiles and kisses my cheek. "Thank you love." He says as hi lifts my shirt up and leans close to my chest. His warm breath taking in the sight.

  By all means I'm not strong. I know basic self defense and how to run real fast. But I'm not strong and I'm not fat. I'm awfully skinny and very short compared to everyone else I know. I'm like 6'1. Sam is 6'5 and max is 6'7. The twins are like 6'7 too I think.

  But compared to everyone I'm relatively short. Max loves it and he always said I was teddy bear height. Sam said I was as short as a bunny. I hated being called bunny. The twins would tell me I'm perfect size for my personality.

  The twins. I missed them. I knew them before max and Sam. My childhood friends.

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