*Ami*
"Cory, you have to let me leave the bed if I am to plan a wedding," I say, looking at him. It's been about a week now, and he has practically kept me hostage in the house. Apparently, it's impossible for him to keep his hands off me for more than fifteen minutes unless he's asleep.
Not that I'm complaining… absolutely not… but we have a wedding to plan, and there are only two weeks until the big day. That requires just a bit of time without his hands and body all over me.
He makes a really pouty face. "Right now? Can't it wait just for half an hour or so?"
"Cory, you said that yesterday. And how much did I get done?" I ask, arching an eyebrow.
He rolls his eyes and smiles sweetly. "Well, you almost made it out the front door one time."
"Yes, and then you had to kiss me goodbye,
