Can I Join You?

When Yali saw me relaxing on the couch that afternoon, I could see it in his eyes. Like a cat to the canary. He can’t turn down the possibility of a cuddle.

“Can I join you?” he asked.

“Yes, you may join me.”

Then, just in case the deal needed a little sweetening, he threw in, “You’re beautiful,” while patting my face. “And kind.”