You'd finally gotten home with Vince, and you're laying in bed with him, his arms wrapped around you with your face buried in his chest. He didn't pry on the car ride here about what happened, and he doesn't plan to. He wants to let you work at your own pace. He plays with your hair, knowing that it's relaxing for you
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