The whiskey still playing havoc with my head. We go for a toasty brunch and talk about us. There isn't anything to say, anything more to say. Cue broken record. He surprises me. He states - "I obviously like having sex with you". The only response that escapes my mouth is a slightly sarcastic "thank you..".
As we return to mine, we are both warmer to each other, being
slumped on the sofa, we cuddle up and of course mutual nakedness
happens. It feels raw and real. For the first time in a long time, I
feel lost in it.