Julia

Waking in Van’s large bed, the room around me was as dark as it had been when we’d finally given into sleep. Rolling to my side, I reached for him as I’d done throughout the night. The sheets were empty and cool. I blinked, trying to find a clock. Small numbers on the bedside stand let me know that I’d managed to sleep until after nine.

Stretching my arms and legs upon the soft sheets, I recalled our nighttime activities with the ...