Winter Hart
"Baby, you need to wake up," I heard Jake say, and I grumbled.
"Five more minutes," I whined, and he chuckled.
"We're almost home, baby. I promise." He kissed my forehead, and I smiled.
"Fine," I yawned, opening my eyes. I stretched, and he rubbed my back.
"How are you feeling?"
"Tired," I yawned again.
"You can nap when we get home."
"The team has practice tonight, and then a game tomorrow," I sighed.
"And I'm off for a few days," he assured me.
"Thank god," I exhaled, looking over my shoulder. "You're exhausting."
"He grinned at my teasing. "But, you love me."
I rolled my eyes. "Dork," I mumbled. I stood up, stretching my aching body before leaning down and pecking his lips. "Yeah. Yeah," I grumbled.
Jake wrapped his arms around my waist. "I'm not complaining."
