When the first light shone through the window, the realization of what was and what had been dawned just like the sun: warm and bright. The beautiful naked body of Nicole Bernard was curled beside me. Holy Mother of God. I dared not move for fear she’d vanish. Soft snoring rumbled against my shoulder and her arm draped limply on my chest. The faint smell of shampoo and the chemicals from the hot tub mingled with the scent of our love. I felt intoxicated by the rush of memories and drifted back to sleep.
I woke when Nicole crawled back into bed and reclaimed the cold spot, and I was glad to have her back next to me. Her kiss was cool and tender. “Mmm, you taste yummy and minty. I’m jealous.”
“I’ll wait,” she whispered.
I hopped out of bed and made a dash to the bathroom. As soon as I was
