Time for a story - The list
“Are the kids asleep?” Felicity asked, not looking up from her laptop.
“Yes, they are all napping together in Millie’s nursery,” Oliver replied.
Felicity felt him step behind her and wrap her ponytail around his hand, so he could angle her head back and lean over her face to kiss her softly. She sighed into the kiss, even sliding a hand into his short hair to keep him against her. He nuzzled her nose for a moment after their lips parted before he stroked his fingertips over the side of her neck, eliciting goosebumps there, and turned his gaze to the screen of her laptop.
“What are you doing?” he asked, propping his forearms on the back of the couch behind Felicity, and pressed a kiss to her hair.
“Getting used to working again,” she replied with a low sigh. “I need to work through this before I get back on Monday.”