Last night was pretty wild after our mutual confession, and we ended up having sex all over the apartment. When I wake up in your bed in the morning and you're not there, doubt and insecurity start to creep in. Before long you come back with coffee and we have a much-needed chat about the revelations we shared. During our chat, we realize we had sex pretty much everywhere except in your bed. What a gross oversight on our part. Maybe it's time we rectify that?