“I love touching you.” I tighten my arms around her, and press a firm kiss on her head. She fits so perfectly against me. She fits so perfectly in my life.
This is not your life, my subconscious sneers. This is not your apartment, you’re not a wealthy businessman, and you have no business creating a fantasy with a woman you can never have.Never permanently have.
I stuff the thought away, wishing I could smother it with a pillow. This is all I really want, Ash, naked, in my arms every single night, telling me she loves the way I touch her. Telling me, that she straight up loves me.
“Eli?” Ash’s sweet voice cuts through the stillness of the room.
“Mmm?”
“You okay?” She lifts her face to mine.
“Of course, why do you ask?” I try to play it cool. Nothing to see here people, no agonizing man standing on an emotional ledge or anything. Move along.
“I don’t know, you just felt far away for a minute.” She nuzzles her cheek against my chest, eyes fixated on me.
“Nope.” I dust compulsive kisses against her soft lips. “I’m right here, right now, with you.”
The only place I want to be.