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After, we tangled ourselves on the couch as Lark watched random videos and I read a book.
Things between us were…comfortable. Easy. As if they always should have been like this. Both of us had been fighting this, and for what?
Lark let out a little sigh and I looked up from my book.
“I think I’m going to take a bath,” she said. I moved my legs so she could get up. “You want to join me?”
“Will we both fit in the tub?” I asked.
Lark laughed. “Let’s find out.”
* * *
Turnedout that you could fit two people in our tub, but barely. Trying to cram both of us without sloshing too much water on the floor wasn’t easy, but we did our best and I just mopped up the floor after.
Lark took a shower to wash her hair and I went after. When I came out, she was on the couch as if she was waiting for me.
“Going to bed?” I asked.
“In a little bit,” she said. I blotted my hair with my towel and sat down on the couch with my comb.
“Turn around,” Lark said.
“Oh, you don’t have to do that,” I said.
“It’s the least I can do since you took care of me while I was sick, and while I was hung over. I’ve got to make up for that somehow,” she said, and I felt her hands working some of my styling cream through the ends of my hair before she took my brush and started gently on the ends and working her way up.
Lark was gentle, even when she hit a snag, and I relaxed into the soothing motions of the brush.
When she was done, she worked her fingers into my scalp as a little massage and I couldn’t help but moan.
“That feels so good,” I said, my eyes half closed.
Lark brushed through my hair one last time and then I felt her lips on the top of my head as she pulled it back.
“Thank you,” I said, turning to face her.
“You have gorgeous hair,” she said. “I’m so jealous.”
What?
“You literally look like a hair model all the time, what are you talking about?” I said.
Lark rolled her eyes. “It definitely does not look great all the time. You should see me in the humidity. It’s frizz city.”
“Lark, you’re gorgeous. You’re always gorgeous. You’re so pretty that I forget what the hell I’m doing sometimes,” I said.
She blushed. “That’s flattering.”
“It’s not flattering, it’s just the truth. Things would be a lot easier for me if you were less attractive,” I admitted.
She laughed. “Okay, I’ll do my best to be less attractive.”
I put my hand under her chin and kissed her. “Don’t. I like looking at you.”
Lark pulled back from the kiss and looked into my eyes.
“We should go to bed,” she said.
