"Very different," he agreed and leaned forward over her shoulder to trace her jaw with his lips, warm her skin with his breath. Whatever she was forgetting was completely all his fault. He'd take the blame this time.

"And we couldn't solve that frustration like we usually do," he said, lowering his voice. "Though, I think I could cuddle up behind you, cradle you with my body and tell you that I love you. That'd be a good relaxation technique."