December 8, 2002
Whole Hearted
"Will you come with me to my bed and kiss me goodbye?"
"That sounds more like instructions."
"I said 'will'."
With a blanket wrapped round me I shuffled across the kitchen and into my room. Mike follows, and once within I wrap my arms around him. Short though he may be, I tend to go up on my tiptoes anyway.
"Get in your bed."
I crawl in, pulling the covers up and looking up at him.
"Lay down."
He leans down, smiling at me, kissing me once, twice, three times, just softly, lovely.
"Goodbye."
"Goodbye." I pause. "Drive safely."
He laughs. And I can't get up out of bed to lock the door now that he has so put me in it.
astera at 10:48 a.m.