The Arrangement (Erotic Novella)
Harry. His nose is probably a little big, his
lashes a bit pale, and his shaving habits leave a lot to be
desired. Yet somehow all those imperfections are perfect in their
own right. And he's so relaxed right now, this big, rough, stubbly
lover of mine. He's so content, his strong features so beautifully
defined that it's impossible to resist brushing my fingertips
across a well-sculpted cheekbone.
    That's when I see it. An arrow stretches across my left hand,
drawn in Biro, pointing toward my ring finger. And by the arrow
there's a message: Don't freak
out.
    I think, at first, that he's drawn a ring on my finger, but
no. When I look closely it's more than that. He's written
something. Two words curl around my finger and it takes a moment to
decipher them... new
arrangement.
    I should be freaking out. We've been together - properly
together - for all of twelve hours. But the freak-out isn't coming.
Instead I’m smiling so damned wide my cheeks are going to cramp,
and I barely resist shaking Harry awake to yell
‘Y es! Yes! Yes!’ in
his probably shell-shocked face.
    But I don’t have to tell him yes . Harry lifts a sleepy eyelid and
sees my silly grin, and he knows my answer. Sorry Amy, but I got it
wrong - I am good,
after all. Good enough for him. Good enough for me.
    And this new
arrangement of his… well that sounds pretty effing good too.

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