Courtney
*The next day, you wake me up with breakfast in bed. I feel a hand stroke my cheek and then a kiss pressed to my forehead. When I sleepily open my eyes, you’re sitting on the edge of the bed, already dressed in your Packers t-shirt and joggers. You help me sit up and place the tray across my legs.* What’s all this? *I ask with a smile.i have no idea that you’re just trying to throw me off the trail of what you’ve been up to.* - Courtney
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“Can I not make my gorgeous girlfriend breakfast in bed without her asking questions?” I chuckle and lean across to kiss your lips. “Now eat up! I didn’t go to all that trouble for nothing!” - Harry














