Well, that was a good way to wake up today. I've had a restless few nights battling a heavy cold, last night no exception. But H was extra cuddly, and I woke up having just dreamt we'd made love for the third time and it was great!
Funnily enough, I don't remember dreaming about him like that before. Dreamt about H plenty of times, but not in explicit sexual detail. A few other people, yes - maybe unconcious fantasies acted out whilst asleep, none acted out in real life. But waking up this morning left me with a warm glow, and confirmed to me that R is the right decision for us.
