@ThatPressBitch "Not really. Just loved the idea of being able to do bad shit with a girl I loved." Carson winked, his hand tangling in--

@ThatPressBitch --her hair.

@ThatPressBitch "Hey, I said I liked the idea!" He grumbled, his hand retracting as he rolled over. "

@ThatPressBitch Carson smiled, though his back was turned to her, and shuffled back towards her, snuggling himself into her body. "This is--

@ThatPressBitch --a comfy bed..."

@ThatPressBitch Carson laughed quietly, a hand reaching down to lightly trace circles on her leg. "But it feels just perfect for the two--

@ThatPressBitch --of us..."

@ThatPressBitch Carson grinned, his eyes locking with hers. "That's cute." He returned the gesture, but instead kissed her lips with a--

@ThatPressBitch --small peck.

@ThatPressBitch "We've still got time, babe." Carson's reply was soft, his blue orbs gazing deep into her own.

@ThatPressBitch Carson watched with a sad expression as she rolled away from him, his eyes following her and her curves. "I can!5 wait to--

@ThatPressBitch --see what that is."

@ThatPressBitch Carson let out a heavy sigh, grunting as he sat up on the edge of the bed. He paused for a moment, rubbing the back of his--

@ThatPressBitch --neck as he stood. Soon after she had disappeared, he followed her into the living room.

@ThatPressBitch "Why are we holding out on the Tequila, hun?" Carson smirked as he met her beside the cart, his eyes wandering over the--

@ThatPressBitch --containers and alcohol.

@ThatPressBitch He extended a hand and grabbed the beer handed to him, bringing it closer and cracking the lid with the other hand. "What--

@ThatPressBitch --if the only thing I feel like eating is you?"

@ThatPressBitch "That's true." He nodded, a wide grin finding itself on his face as he too grabbed a plate. "Where do we eat?"

@ThatPressBitch "The bed's comfy." He smirked, turning back to walk toward the bedroom once more.