It happened right when we got home he carried me up the stairs while kissing me. He lay me on the bed. He unzipped my back zipper and threw the dress on the floor. He unhooked my bra and took down what was left. His suit was hard to get off his tie was so tight. But he had to do it himself. He finally got it off and when he did he went staight to my neck again. We went under the covers. I can't get pregant again, the doctor made sure. I kissed him over and over and he still went right to my neck! I don't know why he does that. We woke up in the morning with our clothes still off. I woke up with him looking at me. He smiled, I smiled back, and I finally had to ask. "Peeta why did you always kiss my neck last night?" I asked. He laughed. "Because, well, its embarassing to tell you why!" He said laughing. I scooted closer to him not smiling and kissed his neck. "Why do you do it!?" I asked again. "Because it feels good to you." He finally said laughing. He was right it did. "How can you tell?" I asked. He looked at me and then kissed my neck, and I figured out why he liked doing it so much. We got dressed. We had pancakes for breakfast again. He makes the best I could never get tired of them. "So when do the kids come back?" I asked. "Well its been two days so in three days." He answered. Okay. Three more days to get it all out. Should we keep doing it? Or have we did it too much already? "Peeta have we done it too much?" I asked. "No! We only did it twice." He laughed. "Ok. Just asking." I said. He wrapped his arms around my waist and started to kiss my neck again. Peeta Peeta Peeta Peeta. Can't believe he got me to do it again, and this time it was morning and on the couch, and the most funny part was we were laughing while doing it because Buttercup kept starring at us.
