"I guess there is no need for further discussion," I say, slightly frustrated. I get up and walk off, away from the bedroom. We are debating something related to sex, something I don't remember clearly.
He finds me to the door, and says, "It's two-thirty in the morning, why don't you stay?"
He has this look on his face, one I can't easily explain, a little knowing smile on a dazzling, handsome face. I have an overwhelming urge to kiss him, so I do.
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