I’d like to think so.
You can say that you did a lot of wild things.
Just not all of them left the bedroom. Or rooms near that.
Maybe we can test it.
Which of the deaths in Harry Potter affected me the most? You have two chances to answer correctly.
Or I did a wild certain someone ;)
That’s what I like to hear.
I know, but your bed is so much better. And in twenty minutes you’ll be in this bed with me. So much better than mine.
Except you don’t know what we were talking about ;)
And mine is bigger. I haven’t been in your dorm since I helped you move in.
Talking about me?! All good things, correct?
Yours. Yours is better.
Well, I was doing most of the talking, she was doing most of the feigned listening. All great things ;)
Silly! You have a whole bed to yourself in your dorm. I can be home in twenty minutes?
You still have that pillow?
Of course I do, Sweetheart. I couldn’t get rid of it.
Well believe me, you are both wanted and adored. Very much. So much.
I know because of everything in my bedroom that says so. The pillow you gave me when you asked me to be your boyfriend, your sweatshirts in my closet. The promise ring on my finger.
I often think of the first time I said that to you. I panicked because I thought it was too close to baby.
Boy was I wrong.
No, it’s just perfect. It’s sweet and cute, and it makes me feel both adored and wanted.
My favorite term of endearment.