[ he smiles, huffing out a pleased breath from his nose. she's always so sweet. he hates that she's had it so rough when she's been nothing but kind. he musters up the energy to lean forward, even when his body urges him not to, and plant a warm kiss on her lips. then he scooches his body up the bed, resting his head on a pillow. the covers are forgotten in the moment. ]
You're a good woman, Mel. [ her name again abbreviated, but this time with intent. he's too tired to get the rest out and he likes how it sounds. ] Rest well too.
[ if he's tired out like this there's no way she can't be. ]
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You're a good woman, Mel. [ her name again abbreviated, but this time with intent. he's too tired to get the rest out and he likes how it sounds. ] Rest well too.
[ if he's tired out like this there's no way she can't be. ]