Jun 5, 2014
"You know how I feel."
Jim’s fingers paused from their repeated brush over the woman’s shoulder when she spoke.
He glanced over to her from his position on their star-gazing blanket, a brow arched.
"Well, yeah…" he started to say, unsure of where this was going. He paused to find the right words but none came.
Instead, he pulled her closer and pressed his face against her neck, content just to bask in his woman’s presence.