BRIAN POV “Come on, Brian! It won’t be that bad!” I look at Justin like he’s absolutely insane. He knows I’d rather cut off my other ball than be caught dead Christmas shopping. “As much as I’d love to oblige you, Sunshine, I can think of a million ways I’d rather spend a Sunday morning.” “Like what?” he asks, refusing to back down as always. “Like getting my beauty rest. I’m not getting any younger, you know.” “Oh please, Brian. You don’t look a day older than you did the day we met.” “And that is due to the beautiful rest I have treated myself to on Sunday mornings.” Justin takes a deep breath then looks at me with a small smile. “Alright. Go ahead and sleep in. One condition, though.” ‘Uh oh,’ I think, but wait he’s got a mischievous smirk on his face. This should be interesting. “When I get back we are not leaving that bed and whatever I say goes.” I knew this would be interesting. It’s funny. I always thought that once you got married your sex life goes drastically down hill. Ours has just gotten more and more intense and passionate, especially since we stopped using condoms. “Deal,” I answer with a smirk. He smiles back at me and leans down to give me a kiss. “Alright. I’ll be back soon. I love you.” “I love you too.” It’s amazing how natural those words have become over the years. “Later.” “Later.” Then he’s down the stairs and I am back to my beauty rest in our enormous soft bed.