“It’s complicated…” he said.
“It’s complicated…” she said.
He drew her closer to him, his left arm underneath her small frame, his right arm reaching over to hold her close and warm her against the bitter winter night’s chill.
Her head rested in the crook of his arm, the back of his knees curled into the back of hers… She reached her hand up to intertwine her fingers in his, and closed her eyes as she felt him kiss her shoulder gently. One, two, three kisses…Soft and tender…
They fell asleep that way, like lovers who were familiar with the intricacies of each others’ bodies, locked together in a sweet embrace.
Morning light found them and broke their spell…
“One more night?” the question lingered on her lips.
“I have to go” he said.
It’s complicated.
