Make Us or Break Us

I wake up slowly, the warmth of the blankets wrapped around me making it hard to want to move. I hum, burying my face in the pillows. 

I don’t want to get up. 

The mattress dips, and the scent of fresh soap fills my senses. When I blink my eyes open, Jake is leaning over me. His hair is damp from ...

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