Then I felt his his movement, his armed reached around my back and stared rubbing me up and down. The stickyness between us from the sweat that previously displayed out on us returned, making his body scent come back. I reached up and played with his long dreads, the humidity was starting to take its toll on us from the outside. I moved closer to him laying my head on his chest, listening to his snores and heart beating slow. I thought about last night's adventure and remembered how perfect it was, like a dream. Jeremiah laid there peacefully lightly snoring away. I looked over to my left and saw him there.
It was about nine in the morning, I was still in a daze from last night.
