OUR FIRST NIGHT
DINNER WAS ENJOYABLE, THE ATMOSPHERE from the previous night returning. Weston was sexy, playful, funny, and sweet. A deadly combination. Afterwards, we curled up in front of the TV and channel surfed, catching a few minutes of some reality show and a bit of a comedy movie. It was very relaxing, lying nestled into his side, his arm around me. I felt warm, safe, and cherished.
That night, it didn’t feel like we’d only known each other for a few short days. Instead, it felt like years had passed and we were an average couple hunkered down for the evening. Two people just enjoying being together. I hoped that even after some time passed that feeling would continue, never to fade.
When it was time for bed, he walked me upstairs and stopped in front of my bedroom door.
“Good
