Trixie tilted her head ever so slightly at the question, running her fingers through his hair. "Interesting question." She chuckled, throwing him a light smile. "Uhm... well, he was my high school sweetheart. He was a great guy, I thought I would spend the rest of my life with him. Then, we got in... an accident. He was driving, I got hurt pretty bad. He didn't forgive himself and by the time I was recovered, he was a different person. Completely different. And I didn't want to spend my time in a relationship out of obligation, or pity, or guilt. I still do feel a little guilty, but I think it worked out for the best." She shrugged, staring determinedly at her hand as she continued to play with his hair. "Follow up question; why do you ask?"

As Matt listened to her talk, he felt exactly what he had wanted himself to feel. Jealousy. Though as she mentioned the accident, his expression turned to that of sadness, and he nodded slowly. "I'm sorry. About the accident I mean. Was it recent or a no?" he asked, carrying on stroking her hair seeing as he had stopped to let her talk, and to re adjust his position. He shrugged as she asked her question, playing with the ends of Trixies hair gently. "I was just curious that's all." he smiled, kissing the top of her forehead gently.

Trixie shrugged. "I didn't feel much." That was a lie. "A few months ago." She shrugged, somewhat eager to get off the topic. She leaned her head into his hand and closed her eyes, giving a small yawn. She leaned forward into his kiss and brought her hand down to rest at the back of his head, curling his hair around her fingers gently. "Oh, I see. Well, are you done being curious for now? Because this bed is very comfortable, and you are very warm, and I feel very tired." She explained softly, cuddling up to him.

Matt nodded slowly, giving a weak smile. She clearly wanted to get off the topic, and to be honest now, so did he. Even though he had a million questions, including about how strange of a coincidence it was that they had both had somewhat near fatal accidents possibly at the same time. "i'm done being curious, yes. we can sleep if you like?" he asked, listening to someone walk past his room, though he was able to exhale happily as she didn't enter.

"Yes please." Trixie nodded, leaning up and giving him a soft kiss before she continued. "Thank you for the great night. I had a really good time with you." She said softly, pressing another kiss to his cheek before she lifted the covers and threw them over herself and him. She ignored the footsteps passing by. So what if she walked in? Let her. It was a bitter, slightly possessive thought, but she didn't push it down. She waited for him to get settled before laying an arm tentatively across his body. For some reason, it was now that she was anxious if he was alright with her cuddling up and being close.

should i add some drama with layla or leave it? as in maybee he takes ages getting his drink downstairs, she comes and they're busy or somehting, after they wake up the next morning?)

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"Likewise." Matt smiled, resting his head against hers. "I know this sounds strange but I think it already feels like I know you. I dunno, my heads obviously a bit fucked" he said, letting out a small laugh along with it. As they suggested sleeping, he pulled his shirt off quickly, then re wrapped his arm round Trixie as she cuddled somewhat close to him, looking down at her with a quite genuine smile.

Yes, the more drama the better! Lol))

Trixie blinked as he spoke, offering a slightly disbelieving smile. "Wait, no. I feel the same way. Maybe we're both crazy." She offered teasingly, watching him pull off his shirt intently. She cuddled right up to him after he wrapped his arm around her, pressing her body against his somewhat eagerly. She kept one arm wrapped around him, trailing the other one up to rest in his hair. She looked up at him happily, blurting out the first words that came to mind. "You are one seriously gorgeous man." She muttered softly, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips.

always, my brains working overtime to think drama up at 6am lol)

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"Maybe, it wouldn't surprise me" Matt smiled, adjusting himself so he was a little more comfortable to get settled. He yawned a little, then rested his head back, reciprocating her kiss eagerly. He then rested his hand on her waist, the other moving her hair out of her eye. Trixies comment had yet again gotten his heart racing, though that was both an amazing feeling and a little confusing. He definitely wouldn't have felt this way before to such a simple compliment. "And you're absolutely beautiful" he said quietly, his thumb tracing her waist gently.

Understandable lol))

Trixie smiled as he laid a hand on her waist, gently running her fingers through his hair again. She chuckled at his compliment and leaned into him. "Thanks." She murmured softly, pressing a light, sweet kiss to his nose before she pulled back from him slightly. She was still wearing a sweater, and being under the covers and curled up in his arms was about to make her sweat. She sat up a little and peeled her sweater off, settling right back down in his arms with a huff. "Sorry. It's just not really sweater weather." She smiled, laying a light kiss on his cheek and moving her hand up from his back to let it rest on his bicep, giving his arm a gentle squeeze.

Matts gaze followed Trixies movement as she pulled her sweater off, still seemingly captivated by what the girl did. He tore his eyes away from her to reach over to turn the light off, mainly because as usual his head was starting to hurt slightly. Plus of course, they were about to sleep. "I'm not complaining" he smiled, his tone soft. "We can sleep now?" He asked, though didn't give her much time to answer, instead cupping her face and pressing his lips to hers pretty much instinctively. It was almost as if he couldn't actually get enough of her, even just the contact.