Sappy.

There is nothing more relaxing than throwing on one of his T-shirts (or his sweater when it is really cold) and curling up with a new book.

Or to be more specific to this moment, throwing on his T-shirt and typing this while he applies IcyHot to my ailing lower back.

I’ve become an ancient woman in the matter of a handful of days.

Balls.

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