Hide and seek.
I wanna play a game. A simple game of hide and seek. Cover your eyes and count to 30. Nope, no peeking.
I’m going to run and hide as quietly as I can in my little socks.
I want you to walk down the hall, peek your head in each room, looking but not really. And after a few minutes of this I want you to start calling out.
Call out how bad I’m going to get tickled when you find me. Call out how the longer you take, the longer I get tickled. Make sure your voice is playfully firm, you mean business.
Tease me about my ticklish little toes and how your fingers are going to dance under them. Tease me about how my tummy and your lips are going to be best friends after all the raspberries you’ll give it. Tease me and tell me once you catch me, you’re never letting go.
Shit. Did you hear me? Did you hear my little giggle as I imagined your words? Did you hear the blush flood my cheeks?
Now come and find me.