I guess it’s true what they say.
Timing really is a bitch.
I tell him this as I lazily roll over onto my side, his hand running in circular motions on my lower back.
I laugh and he buries his face in the space between my neck and shoulder. I can feel the breath from his nose on my skin and it makes me feel a little like I’m coming undone. In a good way. Beyoncé’s “Crazy In Love” could start...