No, it's not me, it's the goddamn tomcat. I'm old news. The bride is off today after her drive back from Virginia last night and he understands that she's going to take a nap this afternoon. He also understands that she's going to hug him and love him and smother him with warm blankets and hugs and rubs.
What male wouldn't be waiting for a green-eyed blond under those conditions?
