Taking the Edge Off – Part 2

‘I’m good, thanks mom. I couldn’t sleep until around six but I haven’t been sleeping well lately.’

Karen blushed, wondering how thin these walls may have seemed in the dead of night, and then regardless she offered him a sympathetic smile. ‘Is there any room for your little old mom there?’

‘You’re not old. I told you,’ he said, shuffling further away so she could jump on. To his surprise, she pulled back the cover, exposing his slightly engorged modesty, and scooched over to him, pulling the cover back up again.

Karen lay a loving kiss on his cheek and then his lips, putting an arm across his chest and a leg over one hip, ignoring the fact that she was causing him some excitement. The wind could have just as easily have caused that by blowing on him. But of course, he drew her in and held her there.

‘I miss this,’ she reflected, and then went back to that day. Maybe an inappropriate choice of words, maybe not…

‘The snuggling,’ she then corrected.

‘Me too…’

‘We don’t have to talk about it,’ she then roamed.