Chapter 3
I would admit, though only to myself, that sitting in the living room watching TV while Matt worked at his desk was one of my favorite things. He typed away at his computer like his life depended upon it, even though it was Saturday afternoon. I knew he was able to remotely log in to his work computer from home, and he often had things he had to take care of even on his days off. I had to leave for work in about an hour, but these moments, me sitting there flipping through the channels, him sitting at his computer, were truly companionable. And I loved it. I was not made to be alone.
Of course, it would have been a hell of a lot easier on me if he wasn’t wearing a pair of shorts made out of some stretchy material that clung to his thighs. His legs were muscular and long, the bl
