Changing decade

It was such a lazy morning, but despite the exhaustion my eyes just refused to close. It was already 1.45 pm in Bergen, hence my inability to keep sleeping. Darn. 6.45 am. Way too early to wake the absolutely gorgeous man by my side and have my way with him. To say that I was horny was the understatement of the year. Well, not horny, but Tristan populated every single one of my fantaisies.

One month had been just too fu… long without him by my side. Funnily enough, I should have been used to sleeping alone by now since I only saw my ex one week end out of 3 in the 8 years we had been together. But Tristan had created a whole new level of addiction.