A pleasant haze filled Matheus’ mind. All thoughts quieted, all worries tucked away. He sprawled on his stomach, unconcerned with the temperature of the floor or the weight pressing against his back.
“Better?” Quin asked, his lips brushing Matheus’ ear.
“I’m not too heavy.”
“You’re not going to stay this complacent forever, are you?” Quin sounded both pleased and worried.
“Shush,” said Matheus, a smile curving across his lips. The weight on his back lifted. Quin placed a kiss on the small of Matheus’ back, then crawled around to his side. He lay next to Matheus, pulling the unused half over the sheet over both of them.
“Sunshine, when this is all over, we are going shopping.”
“No. No more shopping. Hate shopping,”
“Oh, I think you’ll like this kind. I know this shop that has a very…interesting inventory.”