I woke up to the light streaming in through the window. I felt a weight on my waist and looked to the side. Henry was still sleeping; we were cuddled up. His return wasn't just a dream; he was really back, and we had made love.
I looked around and saw clothes scattered across the room. Every detail of the previous night kept playing like a movie in my mind. My only fear was that he would disappear again without telling me.
I heard my cell phone ringing, and I carefully moved away from his embrace.
I walked around the room picking up my clothes and found my mobile phone behind the sofa. I looked at the screen. It was Ana.
"Hello, Ana?" I answered.
"Liz, are you okay?" she asked.
"Yes, very well."
"What was that slap you gave Mr. McNight?" I knew her curiosity exceeded my expectations
