I’m as comfortable as I assume I’m going to get for the foreseeable future. I’m propped on the couch with a mountain of cushions while Kayla zooms around the house like a hummingbird on cr*ck. “Woman, would you sit down?” I finally call out. “You’re making me exhausted just watching you.”
I beckon her to the couch and I’m relieved when she comes over and curls up next to me. “Sorry, I just want to make sure you have everything you need,” she says, sounding even more tired than she looks, which is saying something. “Oh! Your ice melted, let get you some more.”
I wrap my arm around her and hold her close before she can get up and start buzzing around again. Pushing her hair off her face, I let my fingers linger on her skin. She feels so good next to me and sometimes I have to touch her jus
