It’s probably inappropriate to have the thoughts I’ve been having while holding Connor’s baby, but I can’t help it.
I can’t stop thinking about our date. And I really can’t stop thinking about how we spent our time together after the class. Something tells me I’ll be thinking about that for a long time.
Marley yawns, her little pink lips forming a perfect circle before settling back into a soft smile. She’s nestled against my chest, just a few minutes away from falling asleep.
We’ve been rocking in the chair next to her crib for the past few minutes, and while Marley’s been dozing, there’s only been one thing on my mind—Connor’s mouth against mine. You’d think the sweet baby smell of Marley’s tiny little head would snap me out of it, but nothing’s been able to shake the haze of bliss I’
