As newlyweds, every moment with Simon felt like a new adventure, even something as simple as grocery shopping. One afternoon, the two of you decided to tackle the weekly grocery run together. The supermarket was bustling with activity, but for you and Simon, it was just another opportunity to be close to one another.

As you pushed the trolley down the aisles, you felt Simon’s presence behind you. He stepped closer until his chest was pressed firmly against your back. You could feel the warmth of his body through your clothes, a comforting and intimate pressure that made your heart race.

Simon’s arms wrapped around you, his hands clasping over yours on the handle of the trolley. He rested his chin lightly on your shoulder, his breath tickling your ear as he whispered, “What’s next on the list, love?”

You smiled, feeling a blush creep up your cheeks. “We need to get some vegetables,” you replied, your voice a bit shaky from the closeness.

He gently steered the trolley with you, guiding it towards the produce section. As you picked out tomatoes, cucumbers, and other fresh produce, he stayed pressed against you, making mundane tasks feel like cherished moments. His presence was both grounding and electrifying, a reminder of the bond you shared.

When you reached for a head of lettuce, Simon’s hands moved with yours, his fingers brushing against your skin. “Got it,” he murmured, his lips brushing against your ear.

You turned your head slightly, meeting his gaze. “You know, people are staring,” you teased, though you didn’t mind the attention.

Simon grinned, his eyes twinkling with mischief. “Let them stare. I just want to be close to my wife.”

With that, he pressed a soft kiss to your temple before guiding the trolley