For the first time since I’d been dropped into this reality, I woke up on my own without the enthusiastic calls of mommy, ‘ mommy!’ by Maya and Brooke.
mommy, mommy!I turned my head to the left, deducing that it was still early. The weak strains of sunlight filtering through the curtains and the digital numbers on the alarm clock gave evidence.
I yawned and glanced down, realizing that once again, Clark’s arm was banded around me like steel.
I didn’t even try to pry it off this time. Instead, I shifted so that I lay on my side and studied his face as he slept.
It could have been the magic of the sunlight as it danced across the hardwood floors.
It could have been his patience or maybe his obvious love for Maya and Brooke that transformed his features.
Whatever it was, this morning, m
