That Golden Light

It’s 9:30 on a Saturday night, I’m in my bed, naked, the perfect temperature. The sun will set soon and my room has that glowy evening light filling up every corner. I’m tired but not sleepy, perfectly comfortable and content and I’m sending  naughty pictures to the most beautiful, swoon-worthy boy to show him all the terrible, gorgeous, delicious things I want to do to him. I know when he sees them he will smile and bite his lip, maybe get a bit hard. And then he’ll message me to say goodnight and both our hearts will flutter and this is what calm and smitten feels like …


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