Tonight

You know, I sorta kinda pondered being just a teensy bit evil and filling our heads just before we see each other tonight with thoughts like… say…

…my fingers tracing their way down your spine, down and down to your tailbone, down, down, until I can lift your leg up while you lean fully into me as our lips explore each other…

…or, perhaps…

…your arms outstretched, hands on the table before you, nails digging into its surface as I kneel behind you…

But, nah. I would like to be able to face you, after all. Not that I don't want you to know I think such things about you… Indeed, I'm pretty sure that you are well aware… and I do so love to see you blush.

But, no. Instead I'll just say… See you tonight, my sweet love! It may be kinda gross out right now, but the weather should have shaped up by this evening. Forecast high of 77 — exactly how warm you like your car on the coldest night of winter — perfect!

I, for one, can't wait.

Yours.