Bleeding isn't optional for most of us.
Guilt always makes the other feelings worse.
This was what she needed… the quiet turning to the other in the middle of the night, the wordless meeting of lips, skin, breath. The trust, unfurling one pale petal at a time, that he would be there.
Don't call the man a claustrophobe just because small spaces scare him. Right.
Uh - do you want to do it outside? "Frequently. Oh, you meant the wedding. That, too.
Women were complicated creatures. Any man who thought he had one figured out simply wasn't paying attention.