Adam turned over as the rays of the sun pierced through the window. They’d both slept on the bed, separated by a mountain of pillows, so high he couldn’t see Summer. He didn’t know if she was even there. Something prompted him to check, but her earlier warning stopped him in his tracks. Was he getting old? He was in his thirties but he was already feeling too tired for a lot of things. Number one on the list was Summer’s nagging.
He yawned, stretching above his head. Beside him, Summer stirred. He sat up just as she was doing the same and they both locked eyes. Her eyes were heavy with sleep. Adam felt his throat constrict. It was awkward. This whole sleeping arrangement and this was the first time they were doing anything couple related since they got married. How was he supposed to reac
