We've been together a few months. Really, we just hooked up occasionally. I didn't really know if that was still what it was since we hung out like we were dating. But as far as I know, we're just hookups who hang out every now and then.

You had stayed at my house tonight. I was upstairs working, and later, I went downstairs and saw you asleep on the couch.

I quietly sit down and push the hair out of your face. I gently rub your neck. Your head falls to the side, and you stir a little. You smile a little.

"Hey baby,"

"Hi," you sleepily mumble.

I pick you up and pull you into my arms to straddle my waist. "I'm gonna take you upstairs to my bed, okay?"