Reinaldo

I woke with my arm around someone soft and warm. It took me a second to realize that it was Jasmine within my grasp and in my bed. Her level breathing told me she was still asleep. I leaned toward the side of the bed and reached for my phone.

Fuck, it was after ten in the morning.

I couldn’t remember ever sleeping that late. On the other hand, except for a few hours’ nap on the plane back to California, prior to falling asleep, I hadn’t slept for over ...