TAKING HER SHOES OFF, she lies back, resting her body on the conformity of the mattress. No hotels, no vacation houses, no matter how fancy and luxurious they are, could ever measure up to the comfort and warmth of her own bed. Curling up while holding one of her pillows between her arms, she buries her face in it and closes her eyes, quickly slips into the embrace of Morpheus. Every time she returns home from a trip, whether it is a vacation trip or work-related, her body feels heavy and in need of a long nap. She sleeps through the whole afternoon, something for which she's grateful because that way, thoughts of a certain man don't jump into her train of thought, but that's only while she's sleeping. Sadly, she has to wake up at some point, and once she does, he's the first thing in her
