97. BLUE ROSES

"Sprinkles, wake up," he murmured into her hair.

Layla stirred, snuggling closer to his chest, her arm tightening around his waist and her leg sliding over his hip.

"We have to go back," he whispered, rubbing gently on her back. "Wake up."

She mumbled something incoherent and scooted even closer.

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