"What are you thinking about?" I asked as I absentmindedly ran my hands over his bare chest.

We were in bed cuddling and it was now dark outside. I was resting my head on Emilio's chest, while he played with my hair. I must say that I was really enjoying this.

"Stuff" was his simple reply.

"What stuff?" I asked wanting him to elaborate.

"I'm just thinking about how much my life has changed. I never imagined that my life would turn out this way" he said a little distracted.

"Tell me about it. There was a time when I hated your guts and wanted you dead" I smiled a...