“Only you could make a brunch invite sound like a request for a lifetime commitment.” “We already have one of those, precious.” I smack her ass, hoping the sting will distract her from the severity coating my words. From the way they try to tell her that our bond is set in stone, etched into the very fabric of time. It was created the day we met in the lobby of Cerros, substantiated by the friendship we’ve built over time, and consummated last night with hours of love making that was about nurturing our emotional connection as much as our physical one.
