Literature
True Love
"This is my favorite," I confessed, nuzzling into Frank's neck.
"Oh my god, Gee, you're so cute," he responded, causing me to blush .
"It's true," I told him, "I love everything, but I love this most of all."
It was late at night, and Frank and I were lying in bed. It was raining hard outside, but I didn't mind. The rain was always my favorite because it gave me an excuse to stay home all day and spend time with Frank. The blinds were closed, so we couldn't see the rain pounding the windows, but we could hear it.
The lights were off. Frank was lying on his back next to me. I was lying on my side, facing him, with my arms around him a
