That night

You were naked on the bed. Carrie was behind you, always the big spoon, but fully clothed.

"So where do we go from here," you asked hesitantly. Carrie sighed, her breath hot and wet in your ear.

"I still love you, sweetie. It's more a platonic love. I need an alpha Bull in and out of the bedroom, I've certainly learned that. But I still want you to see me evolve, fully, and I have a special surprise for you on that front, hopefully it will be next week. Now let's get some shut eye."

In the middle of the night, Carrie woke up. You were gently snoring. Carrie used the restroom, then opened the drawer, nicked a photo, and placed it into the new Coach purse she'd wanted since before you'd dated her, but your dad had bought her. She snuggled in, kissed your shoulder and went back to sleep.