JOHN PRICE
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Price entered the room to see you, laying on your side on the bed. You had a painful expression on your face, your eyes tightly shut. He immediately knew what that meant; you were on your periods.
“Love, need your heating pad?” He asked, as he went to grab it. He left the room for no more than two minutes, coming back with your heating pad.
He gently rolled you on your back, grabbing a blanket to cover your body before he placed the heating pad on your lower stomach. “Here, darling.”