Perry's POV
I couldn't get enough of her.
We lay naked on the grass, gazing up at the star-filled night sky.
Phoebe shifted closer to me as the cool wind brushed against her bare skin. I wrapped my arms around her body and intertwined our legs, pulling her against my warmth.
I pressed a soft kiss to her forehead. "We need to go back."
We both knew we should, yet neither of us moved or made any effort to leave. This moment felt too perfect. I wanted to hold onto every second. I didn't want to go if I could steal just a few more moments.
"We really need to leave..." I sighed, then gave her bottom a playful smack that made her jolt and stare at me with wide eyes. "You look so damn cute. I want to keep you in my pocket." I chuckled.
This night felt magical because I found myself laughing so much. Not my usual mocking laugh, but something genuine that seemed to brighten everything around us.
"Stop looking at me like that."
