He returned to bed to find her gone.
The dishevelled nature of the bedding said so much about the night’s fitful sleep.
It wasn’t one of their wonderfully sexually driven nights,
The heat put an end to that inclination.
They tossed and turned.
He found her curled up in the spare room. (280 characters)
Written for: https://katmyrman.com/2019/02/26/twittering-tales-125-26-february-2019/
Morpethroad 
Comment on the heat of a southern summer? 🙂
Yes so often puts an end to amorous thought
In Britain the opposite is more likely. Though I suppose in suggling for warmth … Yea, memories. 😦
A thing of the past eh?
What day do you put your prompt up?
I post Crimson’s Creative Challenge every Wednesday at 13:00 GMT 🙂
I like this one 💜
Thank you willow
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Oh dear! 🙂
Hot summer nights! I remember once, finding my 18 month old toddler in the bathtub, having wet a towel down before lying on it on a hot sweltering night. It was one of those scary proud moments. We looked at her and thought, she is going to be a handful when she gets older. We weren’t wrong! 😊
That’s initiative for you
It truly was! The rest of us tossed and turned all night. I remember thinking, “wish I had thought of that!” 😊