What do we do with a love like this?

--Morgan’s POV--

I texted Miki back.
Me: Kinda...They keep on telling me that i’m not his type. They keep on comparing me to Kina.
Miki: They don’t know what ‘his type’ is. They don’t know him like you do.
Me: I understand that, but then they are saying how disgusting it is because of the age gap. I sometimes wish I was just a little bit older.
Miki: Love is love, as long as it is legal.
Me: Agreed, thanks Miki. I’ll talk to you later. Have fun with Andy!

I put my phone down and looked back up at Ashley who was eating away at his food. After we both finished, we paid and left.
“Ashley..? Do you ever find it weird of think its wrong since we are 10 years apart?” I asked him. He shook his head.
“No. I love you, and you’ve told me you love me. And that is all that matter, truly,” He responded and I nodded.

We got home and it was starting to get dark. I guess we were out for a while!
I got Miki something special to wear for Andy...and I also got myself a little something also. I went into the bathroom and started to change. I put on a split in the middle babydoll top thingy that was black besides for a lavender trim. I then slid on black panties. Simple, but still sexy. I sat on the bed, trying not to look too planned out. A minute or two later the door opened and Ashley’s eyes widened.
“Well, damn. I guess you aren’t angry at me,” He joked before coming towards me and pinning me against the bed.

That was a fun night.

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