One More Minute With Him

Didnt mean to make you cry

After a while my mom showed up. She started cooking us dinner in the kitchen. It was sure real. I mean for her to be her cooking dinner in my house. A house that Brandon and I are to share the rest of our lives with. I thought back to the day that I came back here after the accident.

“Brandon?” I called out as I opened the door for the first time again it seemed.

“In the living room love.” He called out.

I walked down the hall into the living room where Brandon was putting up a curtain on the window that was just installed last week.

I sat down on the coach and watched my man work. Once he was done, he came and sat down next to me. Wrapping me in his arm and laying us down. He placed a kiss on my head and breathed in deep.

I had to laugh. “And you’re smelling me why?” I asked him.