She walked in the door from the garage and hung her keys on the hook. The kitchen looked immaculate - even the floor looked like it had been mopped. Hearing the dryer, she opened the door to the laundry room and flicked on the light....
Fiction (…or is it?)
The blush is gone... "Take that off," she said, as she passed the bathroom door and continued down the hall. He had just stepped out of the shower, and looked.
Jodi closed the kitchen door and clapped her hands twice. "Yes," came the reply. She could hear him coming her way through the living room. "One thing I love about a.
"naked. shaved. smooth. on the bed. curtains. lights out." "Now what does this mean?" he thought as he laid the phone down. Halley had been gone for hours. It was Saturday, and that morning she left at 9:30 to have coffee with her friend,...
"Come on." It was so sweet, hearing her so clearly in his sleep. He barely budged, a light smile drawing up on his face (as she told him later). "Get.