No hint of the weekend’s plans

Vince still hasn’t shared his plans with me for this weekend - he knows the suspense is killing me…figuratively. We will be spending quite a bit of time in bed but that’s a given. I have a feeling that he’ll either propose for the thousandth time, ask me to move in or maybe even both.

For tonight though, I’m at his place. We made love several times already (and will again several more times before bed), we had dinner, we went through two bottles of wine, he gave me a foot massage and I’ll be wrapped up tight in his arms in a little while. I love being held in his arms and being the little spoon to his big spoon.