Blissfully uneventful. This would be the perfect description of how this last month had gone by without a single hitch. Her mornings would begin in the arms of the man she was slowly coming to trust as the nights would be spent simply talking without the force of s*x being spoken in passing or raised tension. They had discussed their childhoods and their interests, their mutual milestones and those that can only be met with certain tragedies merciless to one of them and sparing the other. But along with the tales of her past and how it stained her heart and her body in literal and emotional scars, he always seemed to know exactly what it was that made her feel empowered when speaking of them. It was perfect...In every way but one.
The moment her eyes would close and she could feel her bo
