The morning after James and Naomi spend the night together, Naomi takes matters into her own hands.
I turn over onto my side, expecting to find cool, unoccupied sheets. Instead I find a warm, solid body. I frown, and lift my eyes to see his face. My brain partially boots back up and I remember the night before. I smile at him, "You stayed." He smiles back, "Good morning. Where else should I be?" He wraps his arm around me as I place my head on his shoulder. His calloused...Read On