I've been trying to seduce my husband for almost fifteen full minutes without so much as a single hint that he's interested. I'm starting to think that the hit he took to the head injured more than his skull. He's never once hesitated when it comes to sex. Granted, he's almost always been the one to initiate things, but I didn't think it would be this difficult to catch his attention.
I try to calm the insecure part of me that asks if maybe he's not attracted to me when my body is heavy with the baby and my bellybutton has been missing for weeks now. Then the reasonable voice jumps in to assure me he's just tired. After all, retaking a city, taking revenge on his enemy, settling refugees and figuring out how to head off a potential nuclear meltdown might be preoccupying him.