While Tom loves to tease, his ladylove shows that two can play that game.
It was early Sunday morning, and I could hear my neighbor running his lawnmower already. He was the kind of man who measured the blades of grass to see if they were even. I’d actually witnessed him once pull out a pair of scissors and trim a spot on his front lawn. I rolled into the warmth of Tom’s arms and sighed.
“Listen to that jackass,” he said with a chuckle. Tom ran his thumbnail back and forth along my shoulder.
I laughed and snuggled deeper into his embrace. The sun was fighting our blackout blinds, but they blissfully stood their ground and kept much of the light at bay. The room was brighter than nighttime but much dimmer than what you’d expect for such a sunny day. I hummed softly as Tom... Read more...