I ask her if she wants me to get dressed and she says she doesn’t really want me to. That makes me blush just as brightly as she is. “Then I won’t get dressed,” I whisper. She bites back a smile and I chuckle.
I find her lips with my own and kiss her once again. My hands press Annie closer to me because I can never seem to get enough of this closeness.
"I love you," I whisper as my lips leave hers and they press soft kisses to her jaw, then her neck.
"I love you too," she sighs, closing her eyes, blushing brightly.
Finnick’s lips make their way along my jaw and neck, making my eyes shut as I enjoy the feeling.
"Are you sure no one’s going to come in?" I manage to say. "You’re still only in a towel.."
"Mm," Finnick murmurs against my neck. "And you’re still in a shirt." He leans up and gently teases my pajama top over my head, then stands and pulls back the duvet. The towel drops to the floor and he climbs into the bed beside me. Seamlessly, he moves over my body, one hand in my hair and his lips finding mine again. I smile against his mouth, and my hands move across his back.