I laughed and said, "What?"
"Well at least today it is," he amended.
It got me thinking, every day I'm drawn to a different part of him, some days is beautiful shoulders. . . Swimmers shoulders, broad and toned, strong and powerful. Some days its his eyes, gorgeously blue, like a blue ocean. Some days its his ass, so perfectly firm and round, peach like really. Some days its his thighs, powerful and forceful, driving his pelvis hard into me. His smile. . . the list could go on far too long.