“No. Japanese sex We can talk about me some other time. But ribs – my favourite – easily worth skipping lunch.” And with that she took her customary chair at the kitchen table, watching Pete efficiently prepare their meal. And how much he loved her. “Thank you for that; it can’t be easy for you to talk about it.”
“I’m glad I told you, Dad. And how about we stop talking about my sex life, or non-life? And now the word he was going to have to say out loud to their daughter Olivia. It took him a while to realize how precious she was, how much he was loved. “Hug?” she asked, and he was quick to reply, savouring once more the warmth and indescribable comfort to him of her body pressed to his.
