I am still not feeling well, and I couldn't concentrate at work, so I came home to try to get some rest. Guess who was in the bed with a headache and stomache when I got home?
I started to go take a nap on the couch, but then I thought it's my bed. If he doesn't like it he can go sleep somewhere else. He didn't move. If anything, he scooted closer to me. I kept my hands to myself and just turned the other way.
I have to keep in my mind that this is what he wants & me wrapping my arms around here isn't going to help.
