I have a daily arousal journal. Cool, eh? Here are my entries, and they’re quite eye-opening. Nothing. Nothing. Nothing. Alexei wore blue. Nothing. Nothing. Nothing. Alexei asked me an intrusive question and then blushed about it. Nothing. Alexei smiled at me. Alexei texted me and I saw the blue heart. Nothing. Alexei showed up at my front door and told me we were sanding drywall. Alexei breathed.
