David
My hand touched nothing but smooth, cool sheets when I rolled over the next morning. I expected to find Kaye, warm and fragrant and sleepy, but she wasn’t within the grasp of my groping hand.
I opened my eyes, expecting to see her lying just inches away from me in bed, out of reach of my hand. Or to see her brushing her long, dark waves of hair.
But I saw nothing.
Frowning, I woke up completely. It was strange to not find her there. It was early yet, and I knew she didn’t have to work. She would normally wait for me in the bedroom because more often than not, we breakfasted together.
A sense of foreboding stole through my entire body, trailing icy fingers up my spine. Only I was being ridiculous, and I knew it. Kaye had probably gone to go start breakfast herself.
She probably
