I wanted so badly to lie down next to her on the couch, to wrap my arms around her and sleep. Not fuck, like in those movies. Not even have sex. Just sleep together in the most innocent sense of the phrase. But I lacked the courage and she had a boyfriend and I was gawky and she was gorgeous and I was hopelessly boring and she was endlessly fascinating. So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was hurricane. – John Green, Looking for Alaska
Wife comes home from work.
Bad day? Husband wonders.
I don’t want to talk about
the bomb scare.
Do you want a beer?
I want to take my clothes off first.
Love to hear that from my sexy girl.
Don’t even think about it.