So, the kisses were real. He had not been imagining those sweet, loving lips.
"Hi Sweetheart," she agreed, playfully rubbing his five day growth of stubble. "I need to bring my razor and shave that handsome face. Your beard is itchy."
"By the way, what, what is your name?" Steven asked.
"Rory. Rory Margaret Thomas," Rory smiled. "Now, you need to do what the doctors and nurses here tell you; you're missing so many beautiful summer days in here."
"And have you been walking around in that sexy bikini?" he asked her.
"No," she said. "I'm waiting until you're all better and can appreciate my sexy bikini."
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"You know how much work it is buying all that s**t?" Susan asked, sitting in Steven's new hospital room.
"No, Susan. How much work is it?" Steven smirked; he'd been the one respon
