A slightly sunny winter morning in New York. It hasn't snowed yet, but it feels better to hide under the duvet than stay outside to get to work. So did James. He came home late and still found Delilah in the walk-in closet alone.

Like the previous nights, he loves sleeping while cuddling Delilah like a good boyfriend.

"Mmmh!" James muttered, tightening his arm around Delilah's waist. Delilah squirmed a bit because of his mumbling and the clutch. She opened her eyes and glanced ...