Part 5

"Should we record a TikTok together? We haven't in a long time," I suggested.

"Yeah, we can," he agreed.

We started joking around, dancing a little. Then he started tickling me while I was searching for the right song. I ran, and he went after me. I started teasing him and he pulled me into his arms. I tickled him and he started kissing my cheeks. We were tugging and joking like children. Perth fell on his ass and pulled me with him. We laughed, but then he lay down and the moment changed into something more serious. I leaned forward in search of his lips. His hand wrapped my neck and he pulled me closer. The kiss was powerful and greedy. He licked my lips and I opened up for him. He deepened the kiss; the moment became full of intimacy and passion. His hand slipped under my t-shirt and I tugged on his shoulders, begging him to go on. I missed him, missed closeness, missed intimacy. In the days that passed we barely found the time just for us. I was so glad that we lived together, so that we could at least sleep together every night.

"I need you," I whispered.

"I know," he said and kissed me again.