It was nearing 10:46 and you still waited patiently on the couch. The tv reflecting off your skin. Then finally hearing the sound of Joel’s truck pulling in the driveway. You bit your lip and kept your excitement down.

The door opened and Joel huffed from exhaustion. You walk up to him and greet him. The dimly lit light from the kitchen your only source of light. You rested your hands around his neck. It was warm, and you leaned in for a kiss. He smelled just how you liked him. Fresh from working on one of his latest construction sites. Wood, saw dust, sweat, and you didn’t know why you enjoyed it so much. You then give an inhale.

He chuckled, because you always did this whenever he came home from work. His gruff hands met your back and kissed you back.