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“Why are you so happy?” I ask. I was not a morning person and thus there was no reason to be happy unless it was after noon.
“It’s finally fall. Finally chilly enough to wear this sweater. I got some nice coffee, my wool socks on, and I’m so comfy. The apples are coming into season at the Farmer’s Market, the leaves are turning red…I just really like fall.”
“If you’re so cozy where are your pants?”
“It’s not cool enough for pants and a sweater yet,” he sighs. “Something had to give.”
I chuckle and pull the eggs out of the fridge. “You poor baby. I’m gonna ignore fall is coming and pretend it’s summer for as long as I can. I hate being cold.”
“Yeah but, think of how much better the sex will be. No over heating. Less sweat. We can get all snuggly under the sheets and enjoy the afterglow without dying of dehydration.”
I set a pan on the stove. “I didn’t think about that.”
“Yeah. Fall is the best. You’ll see.” He sipped his coffee.
“So are you going to let me know when it’s cold enough to sex?”
I’m cracking eggs into a bowl, but I can feel his eyes on me across the room.
“You want to get a wall thermometer or something?” I add.
“According to the calendar, fall is here.” He says. “We could have sex right now.”
“Are you sure?” I ask. “I mean are you sure it’s cold enough? You said it’s not even cold enough for pants. I think we need to wait.”
He sets his coffee on the counter and slides off. “If we take our clothes off we’ll be cold. That’s good enough.”
“Nope, I think we gotta wait!”
He groans. “Goddammit don’t make me beg!”
That makes me laugh. I wash my hands. “Ok, fine. We got some time to kill this morning. But we can’t dally – days are shorter now. And we gotta go to the Farmer’s Market to buy apples and pumpkins apparently.”
“Goddammit Tanner. Bedroom. Right now. Come on.”
I can’t help but laugh at how annoyed he is. “Alright I’m coming. But if the lube smells like a cinnamon broom, I’m breaking up with you.”

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