I Missed My Cuddles

I love him, a lot. He makes me incredibly happy and I can honestly say that I have never felt like this before. It is an amazing feeling.

I love cuddles. The past week I had been craving them a little. I didn't see James on the weekend because he had his house to clean and I had mine to clean. Oh what fun that was.

We discussed earlier that he would be going to the Dawn Service in the early hours on Wednesday morning, whilst I would be tucked up in bed. However he was sick. I think it was Monday night when he asked me what he could use for his throat, and I explained that I left my Betadine throat gargle there. I then asked if I should come over Tuesday night for Wednesday and he was still set on attending with his boss.

I figured I could clean up my new apartment and get ready for all the final things to be moved in. Not much to go now!

Wednesday morning I watched 'Game of Thrones' newest episode and when it finished he was calling. It was just after eight thirty and I assumed he had just woken back up or just getting home. He hadn't gone at all, rather he had slept through the entire night and felt much better.

That was when I said we could still go to the football. He declined that, but said we could go to the movies. I jumped at the chance and looked at what was on; I wasn't sure if 'The Avengers' was out or not, even if he did think it was.

I quickly got dressed. Put on my little black dress; it is the cutest tulip style dress and was perfect for covering my bloatedness and wrapped my ox blood red cardi. I then added my pearls and white ballet flats for good measure. Black and white with a splash of red. I was certainly dressed to impress him and it made me wonder if anyone else makes an effort when they are seeing their partner.

I arrived there and was so incredibly happy to see him. I went straight in for my hug. We hugged, kissed and then hugged and kissed some more. He then went to move away, when I was still holding on tightly. He laughed and said, "Not ready yet?" I said a certain nope. Even if it had only been a week and a half, I missed my cuddles. I always feel incredibly safe and loved in his arms, its a nice feeling.

Ahh, love.