I pry my lids open to look at her, Kaitlin with her face all sloppy with my juices.
“I meant to keep you on the edge a little longer,” she says. “I must be out of practice.”
“You were my first,” I blurt out.
“Oh, baby.” Kaitlin’s face gets all scrunched up as she leans over to hug me. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know . I should have at least wined you and dined you a little first. A sunset and ice cream seems kind of lame in retrospect. ”
“ It was perfect.”
We look at each other.
“ This couch pulls out into a bed if you still want to stay,” she says.
I take Kaitlin’s face in my hands. Her eyes are a little moist in the corners, so I kiss them dry. “ You promised me a sunrise breakfast,” I say. “You’re not getting out of that.”
“ W ouldn’t dream of it.” Kaitlin climbs up on the couch a
