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His hand brushed her cheek as she gazed at him with wide eyes of longing. The bedding covered their bodies from the chill of the morning air. She scooted in closer to cuddle his larger frame. He didn’t know how he was so lucky to be graced with such an angel as her. They just sat there gazing into the other’s eyes, drifting on a river of pleasant thoughts and desires. She whispered in a coy voice, “Oh love, please don’t ever leave me.”
“Leave you? Why would I do that?” He asked.
“So many people in my life have left me. I don’t think I could handle if you too left me.” She said placing her head next to his; he could feel her warm breath on his shoulder.
He gave a laugh and she lifted her head and glared at him. She clutched the sheets in her hand covering herself as she grabbed a spare pillow and hit him.
“Owe!” He said in mock pain.
“I’m being serious you twat. What if tomorrow you decided to just take off?”
He pulled her over and kissed her fully on her luscious lips. She tried to resist at first but soon melted and returned the kiss. They slowly pulled apart. He explained his moment of mirth, “Oh gorgeous, I could never leave you. You just reminded me of that part from Camelot.”
“Which part?” She asked.
He began to sing in his horrible off key voice, “If ever I would leave you, it wouldn’t be in summer-”
She interrupted with her beautiful voice, “Seeing you in summer, I never would.”
“I’m glad one of us can sing.” He said with that smirk on his face. She hit him with the pillow again and they both laughed and fell back into bed, gazing at each other.
She asked with her long eye lashes fluttering, “So does that make you Lancelot and me Guinevere?”
He looked at her and said in a solemn tone, “Gorgeous, I would fight for you, die for you but more importantly live for you. I will never leave you.”
“I love you,” She said.
He embraced her and gave her another kiss. After they managed to pull apart he whispered to her, “Tomorrow will come and I will still be here, loving you.”