What might have been...
2003-02-18
I sat down next to him. We chatted about mundane things, work... the family... catching up on our time apart. He offered me a drink. Returning from the kitchen, He stood in front of me. I leaned forward, resting my forehead against his stomach for a moment. Savoring the scent of him.
All I have to do is think about this and I'm back there. In the hot tub, climbing out, feeling his teeth against my skin. Waking up as he slides into bed next to me.
Yes, I am an idiot at times. (In theory) I could have had this every day.
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