The bright screen of the laptop was the only light in the room and the only sound was the quick pattering of the keys as she typed. He didn’t like the idea of her staying up so late to finish a book but he didn’t want to stop her from doing what she loved most. So he stayed up with her, despite the fact that he had to wake up early tomorrow. He hated waking up early.
“You can go to sleep first, Jay,” she said, aware that he was still awake, aware that he was staring at her.
“Not until you do,” he replied, standing up from their bed and heading to her direction. He wrapped her arms around her, kissing the top of her head, “With how quickly your typing and the pattering of the keyboard, you’ll wake the kids up.”
She laughed, turning her position slightly to face him. It’s been ten years
