Lipgloss Coven – 11 – “Youth Against Fascism”

“I want to kiss you.”

“I want that too.” I manage to eek out a response and he breaks his newfound chaise comfort to lean over and kiss me.

I don’t have to be a witch to know this kiss is pure magic. I feel it in my entire body like a wave of sparks rolling gently from my head to my toes.

“Mmmm. Goodnight Morgan.” I break from his lips and press one hand gently onto his chest instead, we did just meet and exhaustion is finally taking over – I need sleep.

“Goodnight, gorgeous.” Morgan settles back onto the chaise and shifts around to find his comfortable spot again.

“Low.” he whispers and the fire dims a bit to lessen the light for sleeping.

I stretch my arm out in his direction and he takes the hint, linking his hand with mine we both fall asleep, content.