It was one of the few lazy mornings when we didn’t get out of bed until almost noon.
“We were supposed to spend the weekend together. Not lie in bed for half of it,” I lazily mumbled into Ben’s chest as we were cuddling. It wasn’t that I wanted to complain. I was really happy now, cozy, feeling so close to him. Our skin was touching and there was nothing in the way between us. It was quiet, the pecks of dust were glittering in the sun rays that were making the room bright. Ben’s arm was gently stroking my back. His big muscular chest was towering in front of me, blocking the sunshine coming directly to my eyes. I seriously had no idea when he had the time to work out given his busy schedule while also trying to spend as much time as possible with me.
“We are spending it together,” Ben an
