M - Masculinity
Radleigh and I spent a large part of the afternoon in bed, while rain and wind rattled the windows. What else would you expect a newly formed couple to do in that kind of weather? ;) We eventually dragged ourselves up to eat. I cooked a very British traditional roast, and then we snuggled up on the sofa in front of the TV, wrapped up in a duvet.
As Radleigh watched the television, I couldn’t help but let my thoughts wander. A few months ago, this was the last place I’d have expected to be. Radleigh only showed very small glimpses of having a softer side back then. Mostly he was focused on being the Alpha male, and proving just how much of a man he was.
He was such a contradiction.
Radleigh’s arm tightened around me, pulling me in a little closer, and I smiled up at him.
“What?” he asked, completely unaware of how adorable he was when he did things like that. Holding me tighter, just because.
“What happened to you?” I chuckled, and planted a kiss on his tattooed arm.
“What do you mean?”
I shook my head. “You’re just cute, that’s all.”
His eyes narrowed, but a smile played on his lips. “Cute? Are you questioning my masculinity?”
When I didn’t answer, he scooped me up and flipped us over so he was on top of me. He moved so fast, I squealed as his weight crushed down on me, and I wound my arms around his neck.
“Okay, you win.” I laughed. “You’re not cute. You’re manly. A total stud.”
“It still sounds like you’re mocking me, Miss Walker.”
“I am. But that doesn’t mean it’s not true.”
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