Good morning, beautiful
The whole family is at home- will we get caught?I’m hot and bothered under our covers when my phone goes off at about half past nine. The window had been closed all night, and the temperature was beyond bearable. God knows how I managed to sleep through it. I ignore my phone, instead moving backwards slightly to nestle myself in your arms. You wrap them tightly around me and hum a low, quiet ‘Good morning, beautiful.’ I squeeze your elbow gently and kiss your forearm w...