AMELIA
I woke up the next morning to soft sunlight filtering through the curtains of the bedroom. I glanced at the bedside clock. 9:00 AM.
I had actually woken up around six, the habit of a workaholic hard to break, but the bed was so comfortable and the quiet was soothing and I had drifted back to sleep, deciding to take this vacation seriously.
Adrian was not on the other side of the bed. I'm pretty sure he had been up for a while now. I stretched under the sheets, then slipped out of bed and headed to the bathroom. After freshening up, I dried off and changed into a simple white sundress I’d packed.
I walked out of the bedroom and found Adrian in the kitchen. He was already dressed in a casual white linen shirt and shorts. He turned when he heard me, his lips curving into a small
