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Honeymoon You planned our honeymoon, which is why I’m acting like a hyper kid once I see the view from our hotel room. It’s just at the beach and I can’t see where the ocean ends in the distance. The water is turquoise. “So, I did good?” you ask wryly. I nod speechless. Then I bounce – yes, bounce – over to you to give you a brief kiss on the mouth. You wrap your arms around me and it makes my body tingle. I really love hugs. Kissing isn’t that important. Humming I say sincerely, “It’s perfect, Jonas.” And it really is. |
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