- Where are so many? I gasp as Alex returns to the kitchen with paper bags. “I won’t eat everything!” Are you stunned?

“Nothing, that means I’ll get more.”

- What, no strength left? I pry, alluding to our morning sex marathon.

Alex chuckles and pulls out some salads, steaks, rolls. All this smells awesome, my mouth instantly fills with saliva. We did not get out of bed for a long time, but my stomach growled treacherously, and Alex immediately ordered food. He is caring, however.

We hardly talk about anything. So, we laugh at various trifles, bite each other, touch, kiss, hug. We laugh again like idiots. It is...