Three Years Ago

Three years ago, I woke up in his arms.

We had come back to my house from a kinky New Year’s Eve party.  It was late; we were high on the energy of the night.  I invited him to stay the night with me.

I remember vividly, standing in my living room, our arms wrapped around each other, passionate kisses – and I asked him to stay.  I wanted him to stay.

And he did too.

It ended up being a fun little after-party if you will — and the start of something really good.

Three years ago.

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