I remember moments, not days
by
Jay's world
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Dimming afterglow
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I'm sitting against the head board. A smoke between my fingers. Long. It's the classic kind.
He's lying on his side, trailing his fingers over my naked legs. Up. Down. Soft.
Not teasing, just feeling.
Feeling good.
"You shouldn't smoke. It can kill you."
"It's no more dangerous than driving."
I freeze, horrified by my words. I did not just say that.
"Edward, I-"
"Don't. Just…don't. Don't say anything else."
I lay down again, peppering his sad face with little kisses.
He falls asleep with his arms around me, mine around him.
All through the night he's restless, and I don't sleep at all.
It's a terrifying thought.
I'm sleeping in his wife's bed.