SETTING: our bedroom, paul is putting his watch on, getting ready to leave for work. i’m a lazy ass and still in bed.

me: ((((stretch and yawn)))) “hun, i uh… have a confession to make…”

hub: “…… yeah?”

me: “i had a dream that i made out with taye diggs…”

hub: mild chuckle “uh huh…”

me: “yeah, and we made out cuz i was on the set of private practice.”

hub approaches me in all my stinky, morning, haven’t brushed my teeth, didn’t shower yesterday glory. he leans over, smooches my forehead (thank jeebus it wasn’t my mouth because i HATE morning mouth kisses before brushed teeth.)

me: “sorry…”

hub: chuckle continues “as long as i’m the only one you’re making out with in real life…”

me: “ok…”

END SCENE.

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sorry taye (i can call you taye, right?) guess i’ll just be seeing you in my dreams.

ps- CALL ME!!!! (((wink)))

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do you and your partner have a “if so and so shows up at the door, i can leave you” understanding?

who is in your celebrity make out dreams?

do you feel guilty for having make out dreams of someone other than your partner?

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if you dream of taye diggs, don’t tell me… he’s mine.