I feel really silly. I have dropped everything, and fallen (or rather, jumped) for you head first! I am such an affectionate and touchy feely person that I’m struggling to not just let it out and tell you how wonderful you are all the time. When I’m with you, it’s like my whole body does a big sigh and just says ‘yes, this is right’. It’s when you’re not here you whirl about my mind and I just want to tell you that I’m thinking of you! I’m dreaming about you! Imagining you here.

You told me, when you asked me to be yours, that you wouldn’t be able to see me everyday. That you wouldn’t be able to talk to me a lot because of the nature of your job - I have never seen someone so passionate about their job in my life. You truly are an inspiration. Some days I wish you had a normal job, normal hours, so I could have you more often; but that’s so selfish of me. You’re such an amazing person you deserve to take such joy and pride in your job! You wouldn’t be you without that.

So I will sit here, waiting. Content. Waiting for my man to come back home to me; because you always do.
What more could I wish for?

I love you!

I really, really think I love you. How crazy is that? You’re just so lovely. Cannot believe you’re mine. I’m so lucky.

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You’re so hot in your breeches. I can barely keep my eyes off you. (Let alone concentrate on riding my horse)

You’re asleep. I want kisses.

He came in to see me at work. Puuuurrfect man.

We curl up in bed, tangled limbs. Lots of kisses, massages, strokes; so relaxed and slow.

Then out of the blue he grabs my legs and drags me to the side of my bed. He kneels on the floor and puts my feet on his shoulders. He pulls me close into him and doesn’t let go. He sends shivers up my spine - I arch my back.

I love him.