I love a snuggled siesta. Gently illicit; inviting the 9-5 work ethic to take off its tie and lie down for a while.
Two bodies taking a daylight break from engaging with the world.
So romantic – maybe because they’re gently illicit. And because you know that in thirty swift minutes you’ll have to unsnuggle from those strong arms. You start to miss it as as soon as you start to enjoy it.