Lazy Evenings
‘I think they’re finally asleep…’ I closed the door softly and he looked up from the computer. ‘Getting any writing done?’ ‘A bit…’ he looked back at the computer and shook his head. ‘I’m stuck.’ I came to stand behind him at the desk and wrapped my arms around his shoulders, planting a small kiss on his neck. He put his hands on my arms and leaned back a bit, making a soft, contented sound. ‘I’ll figure it out eventually.’ We sat in comfortable silence for a second, both staring at the...