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That night was a repeat of the last.
It was interesting to watch his face, although he usually started with my back to him so I only got to see him half of the time.
Crawling out of bed, I cracked the door open. Chris was singing 'Jingle Bell Rock' in the kitchen.
He fell behind me on the bed, quickly pulling our bodies back together.
But he still remained quiet.
Chris pulled on me until I stepped back, halting when my calves hit the edge of the bed.