52: MIDNIGHT CRAVINGS

In the hushed stillness of the night, I was gently roused from my slumber by a sensation encircling my waist, a tender yet persistent embrace from behind. With my eyes sealed shut, I surrendered to the moment, allowing myself to be fully immersed in the intimacy of the touch that surrounded me. The room was suffused with the faint aroma of nighttime, a subtle symphony of scents mingling harmoniously in the air, enhancing the surreal quality of the atmosphere.

Despite the gentle caress of the breeze whispering through the open windows, my husband Colten remained unmoved, making no attempt to shield us from the soft glow of the moonlight. Its silvery beams cascaded into the room, casting elongated shadows that danced across the floor, imbuing the space with an otherworldly allure that seemed to defy the constraints of time. The ethereal illumination bathed us in its tranquil glow, creating an enchanting backdrop for the tender moments shared between us.

As I nestled against Colten's war