We had another fight today. I feel particularly bad because I kind of started this one and he didn’t want to fight. I kept egging him on until he finally blew up at me and I’m honestly not sure what I expected. I’m racking my brain thinking about how I can apologize to him. A sudden stroke of genius hits me – I have some preparing to do…
I can hear the clacking of his typewriter from the living room and I know he’s sulking in his office. I knock faintly on the door, but he either can’t hear me or is ignoring me, I open the door cautiously ‘Babe?’. He shortly answers ‘What?’ I can cut the tension with a knife, but I’m determined to set things right. I approach the back of his chair and drape my arms across his shoulders before clasping my hands in a half hug trying to get him at ease.
I lean forward to kiss his neck ‘I’m sorry I wasn’t more appreciative’ I switch my kiss to the other side of her neck ‘I’m sorry I picked a fight with you’. Back to the other side, I lick his ear and whisper ‘Let me make it up to you’ with a nibble on his lobe. I reach one hand into my back pocket and drop a polaroid in his lap and walk away…