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…crossing a line…<3 emmie @ le cocu quotidien.

…the way she’s clutching that skirt…how she has her hand hidden inside her sweater…providing an excuse for something that has yet to transpire…it might not be today, but it will be…soon…<3 emmie @ le cocu quotidien.

…entropy…{blushing}…<3 emmie @ le cocu quotidien.

…un-huh…{blushing}…<3 emmie @ le cocu quotidien.

…she means it…not that i would know…{blushing}…<3 emmie @ le cocu quotidien.

…without even knowing his name…{blushing}…<3 emmie @ le cocu quotidien.

…in the kitchen…{blushing}…<3 emmie @ le cocu quotidien.

It’s nothing she asked for.

No matter how much she’s enjoying it now.

It’s important to me that you’re happy, I tell her, but I can tell she hasn’t yet understood.

The best parts of being single, combined with the best parts of having someone you love in your life.

Everything – anything you want.

I see in her eyes a glimmer of understanding.

So this isn’t about you getting something more, she says. I shake my head.

You’ll all I could ever hope for, I say.

So I could experiment and try things out, she says.

And I’d be happy for you, I say.

And if I wanted to dress up and go out on a date and wind up wherever the evening took me, she says.

I’d be here at home, waiting for you, wvenever you found your way back, I say.

She’s quiet now, thoughtful, her eyes flashing brightly as she regards my face.

After a long pause, she smiles.

How did I get so lucky? she asks.

You deserve it, I say.