Seems like we have shared times called moments of delious tension between us
My husband is perfectly suited to me cause he knows exactly why I love him just the way he is when he’s missing me
Sometimes I love to hide behind the door when I hear my husband coming up the stairs whistling away showing off making the grand entrance
I run to the wardrobe, hide in the dark heart beating trying to calm my breath
Not a pin drops “silence” AS I peep out and look nothing
Just an white sound ringing in my head,
What’s he up to
Edging out like a snake slithering on the carpet in the distance I hear the water running oh my dear husband is in the shower
Must have crept pass me
My husband is trying to trick me, called set up Time!
I sucked in my gut and swung open the shower door ready to pounce, oh no!
My husband’s hands caught me around the waist and pushed me in the shower clothes and all
Leaving me saturated to my skin. Laughing he stripped off my clothes wrapped me in a huge white towel and threw me on our bed
Caught me again
Three hours later I was unconscious again!
My husband is perfectly suited to me cause he knows exactly why I love him just the way he is, playfulness makes me love him more