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“Conner” she gasped.

His name on her lips broke him. He wrapped his arms around her and flipped them. He pulled her underwear down her legs and got out of his own boxers. Then he settled between her legs. “I need to be inside of you right now.”

“Yes, Conner, I need you.”

She needed him. He would be here for her. Always. He slid home all the way into her perfect wet pussy. She cried out and he pulled out slamming home again.

Her hands fisted in his hair bringing his mouth to hers to kiss him while he continued to pump in and out of her. He wasn't going to last much longer, and he needed her to come. Pulling back, he slid his hand between them and found her clit. She gasped and pushed into his hand. He worked her trying to hold off his own climax, but then she cried out and clenched around him. He followed her right over the edge in lost in his own bliss.

The next morning Conner woke up to snuggle Sasha only to find an empty bed. He got out of bed and pulled on some shorts. Some of her clothes were still on his floor so at least he was fairly positive she was still here. He wandered off to find her.

When he got to the top of the stairs, he heard music coming from the kitchen. He made his way down and when he turned the corner, he saw what may be one of the best things he had ever seen.

There, dancing in the kitchen to Ain't No Mountain High Enough wearing his Mystic Falls hockey t-shirt and those tiny sleep shorts, was Sasha. No make-up, hair piled on top of her head, glasses on and a big smile on her face.

“French toast?” she said with a smile and then proceeded to sing into the spatula like a microphone.

He picked up a spatula of his own and slid into the kitchen surprising her. A grin lit her face as he sang the Marvin Gaye part of the song. They danced and sang and existed in this perfect moment.

“I love you, Sasha.” The words were out of his mouth before he could even think about it. Even if he had thought about it, he would have said it. It was true.

She stopped dancing and her hand that had been holding the microphone spatula dropped and she just stared at him. “What did you say?”

“I love you,” he said as he closed the space between them and slid his arms around her. She gave a contented sigh in his arms.

“I love you too, Conner.” His heart was fit to burst. He grabbed her face with both of his hands and kissed her. Pulling back the big smile on her face was everything.

She plated them up some breakfast and they went and sat at the table.

“So, when are you moving in?”

“You've still yet to take me on a real date.” she said, grinning at him.

“Are you serious? I thought…” he said, fighting confusion.

“What? That I was just moving in?”

“Well...yeah.”

“Conner.” She leveled a look at him.

“What?”

“While I have no desire to stay in my apartment at all, I can't just move in with you. You haven't even met my parents. My very Catholic Lebanese father would have a heart attack, and even though he's a pain in my ass sometimes I am fond of him.”

Conner nodded. “Okay, I get it. Conservative father. I can do that. When do I meet him so I can butter him up enough to ask for your hand in marriage?”

She just laughed at him and took a bite of French toast.

“Laugh all you want, baby. But I'm going to marry you someday. I know that.”

“For now, I’ll move over more of my stuff, and we can figure it out from there.”

“As much as I want you to move in and marry you tomorrow, I can wait. I have some free time over the next couple months, maybe we can take a trip to meet your family.”

She smiled down at her plate and looked up at him through her lashes. “I would really like that. I really do love you, Conner. I don't know what I would have done these past couple months without you.”

He took her hand and held it on the table. “I knew from the second I saw you on the bench and ordered you some tickets you were my girl. We've certainly had an interesting start, but I wouldn’t change anything. Well, maybe one thing,” he said as his hand brushed her cheek that still had a faded bruise along her cheek bone.

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