#39015 - ” “I am not a kid!” I protested. And not tiny knots, Autumn,” he said, starting to joke again, “we’re not talking the run-of-the-mill teensy knots, we’re talking biiig knots! The kind where you try to pull on one end, but all it does is get the center all tangled,” Paul pantomimed, making me laugh, but I was starting to realize there was something serious behind his play. But my reasons for wanting to use it were different; I would lie in bed at night, tempted by how easy it would be to sneak out and crawl into bed with him…or surprise him when he came home… I unlocked the door and put the key back; Paul had been having coffee at the kitchen table, but he’d obviously heard me come in, and had just gotten up.
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