Kind of mature beginning.
Alex POV
We’re laying here. Naked, still.
I’m installing one of these when we get home.
There’s a different level of intimacy watching her lay on top of me in our reflection. Her back to my chest, while I touch her everywhere. Watching her, watching me. There’s a low beat of music on. Nora’s choice of music, not mine.
It’s called “All the Time,” by Jeremih and Lil Wayne.
I swear, I think she just likes to pretend to be nervous with me, because the words to this are just… how could we go from sweet words in music in the fifties that we danced to, to this? It doesn’t matter. It’s fine for this. At least she likes it, I hope.
Her knees have dropped open to the sides of mine, and her hands are resting across her belly. I’ve got two fingers m
