I wake up to Matt’s arms wrapped around me. My back is against his chest and his legs are hooked to mine in an intimate way. His breathing is soft and warm on my ear.
I turn gently to avoid waking him up. His eyes are closed and his breathing is slow. He looks so peaceful and innocent in his sleep. Not the Matt that I used to know. He is not the Matt that is a jerk to everyone else apart from me. This is the new Matt. My Matt. The man who is so loving to me and is so passionate with me. Just a simple touch from him and he drives me crazy.
Scratch that.
Not crazy. He drives me insane. I’m so insane because of him. I know I look like a zombie, smiling to myself but I can’t help it. I still can’t believe he is mine. He has not told me that he loves me yet but I know he will soon. I’m hopi
