"We got doughnuts for being cute" says GiGi. Too true.
These days I think I sleep as many nights in her bed as I do mine. I come back to my room and feel like I'm having an affair, things are strewn on my bed in such a way that the whole room knows I didn't sleep there last night. I am cheating on my house, carressing someone else's floorboards with my bare feet, sighing into someone else's sheets.
GiGi sleeps better when there's someone else there - I think I understand. Last night I half-woke after we rolled into each other. We don't touch, but it's different, not in the bad way. "It makes me feel loved" she insists. I get that.
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