Diary: Hunkering Down

Britney’s Diary - January 25th, 2026

Jack Frost nipping at the windows, snow dusting the ground, too damn cold to budge. I burrowed under the flannel sheets, skin bare and warm against the crisp air sneaking in. Hubby joined me, both of us naked, bodies tangling in lazy bliss. No rush, no world outside; just us, dozing in fits, waking to hands roaming, lips brushing.