“I want you between my sheets” I told him.

“To do what ? “ he smirked

“To tell me a story” I smiled innocently

“What kind of story ?” He asked amused.

A story about you.

A story about your memories about your fears and maybe about your tears.

A story about your happy moments and what makes you smile and maybe a naughty one that would make us both laugh.

A story about your dreams and about somewhere magical where we’re the only thing that’s real.

A story about your future life and maybe a little bit about me being your wife ?