We stay there in the room, lost in each other's bodies, for almost two hours. It seems like we haven’t made love with each other since January, even though we were together only two months ago. But as I lie there, in the bed where it all started, it feels different.

He cups me in his arms, the silk sheet wrapped around my body and covering my lady bits, our naked bodies entwined with each other. I never want to leave again.

“I don't want to leave this bed today. I think the pizza will have to fly over here.” I yawn, stretching my body. I am so comfortable.

“I...