Day Off

She lay next to him in bed, careful not to move his broken leg.

He blushed. “You really didn’t have to stay with an invalid on your day off, you know. You could have gone on a trip or have the day to yourself. You’re almost always here as it is.”

She smiled and stroked his hair. “It’s my free day. I’ll spend it how I want it. And I choose to spend my day off with you.”

She moved her lips to his, and they shared a soft kiss.

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First written March 5, 2018.
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