can’t call because too many fuckers are downloading ass fucking porn right now. I’m officially “home”. I’m jetlagged and it’s hotter than Dante’s inferno, as I’m sure you’d expect. How is everything back in VB? How is Goose? I love the name you chose, by the way. The photo you sent of you guys in bed made me jealous. I want to be in between your tits licking your face. Keep the pictures coming. They make me feel like I’m there. I’ll send you some if you want, too. Although I’ll probably look pretty damn scary in a couple weeks with more facial hair than Borat and Bin Laden combined. Try not to cream your panties thinking of that. Come to think of it, maybe you just want dick pics?
I want to start up our game. I’ll tell you one thing about me that you don’t know and when you write back you tell me something about yourself. Scary, deep shit. Sound fair? Our relationship won’t suffer from the distance, I promise. So here is my one: I want us to work, Win. I told Morganna that I wanted you more than I’ve wanted anything else. The words were true, but they surprised me because I honestly never thought I’d want anything more than I want my career. It’s a big thing to do what I do. It gives me something that I know I’ll never be able to get from another job. But when I jumped out of that airplane with you strapped to my chest, I knew that I needed to keep you there…close to me. Close to my heart. Because your honesty and trust gave me hope. Hope that one day I’d have more than just passion for my career. I feel greedy sometimes. Who deserves the job and the girl? I thought Stone was a weird freak of nature for having “it all.” Now I have it, too. When I hold you, I realize how lucky I am.
My parents aren’t good people, although they’d like everyone to believe they are some upstanding citizens with scrupulous morals. They did give me the foundation to be a great man. But morals aren’t everything if it affects your own happiness. I’m telling you this because your relationship with your own mother reminds me a lot of…me. We’re both lucky. Life tastes sweeter because of our past. Solid foundations are built with tough love. Remember that when you deal with Kathy.
Stone just got in. He’s twerking to get my attention. I miss you already. The picture of you is taped on the wall by my bed. It’s the first thing I see when I wake up and the last thing I look at before I close my eyes. You’re on my heart and in it. Gotta go, babe. Tell me something.
You’re everything,
Mav
Maverick,
Goose peed on the freaking floor three times yesterday. Gretchen said it’s because he has a brain the size of a pea and I should forgive him, but I’m not sure, although his cuteness makes up for it (mostly). I wish you were snuggling with me too. What will we do with Goose when you come home? He’s going to get pretty jealous if he doesn’t get the spot between my boobs at night. He might whine so loud we can’t sleep! Tell me more about where you’re living. What do you eat? What do you do all day?
Virginia Beach is good. The weather is changing. Not that I really appreciate it. I’m stuck in the office for fifteen hours a day. Don’t worry, it’s what I prefer. It helps the time go by faster. I have more appointments and paperwork than I can handle. Who’s doing your taxes, by the way? I know a CPA who would love to polish your coc…work your numbers real good.
I almost feel like you were just some perfect dream. I’m going to wake up one day and all I’ll have are memories of you and I’ll wonder if they’re even real. Does that make sense? I miss you so much. Not just because you’re so good at sex, but because I feel like a little piece of me is missing. I’m always aware something isn’t there. I’d compare it to forgetting your cell phone at home, but it’s so much more than that. It hurts my heart.
I went out to “lunch” with the Rosy Team yesterday. Those women are ridiculous in good ways and in bad ways. Did you know there are