Gio
I was up before dawn. Leaving Keeley asleep and peaceful in the bed I hoped to share with her in the future. I hadn’t wanted to leave her so soon, but there was business I had to sort out, and with the time difference between the UK and The United States, I had to be up early. But not before I had left her fresh clothes on the bed.
She was wearing the dress when she finally emerged at ten am. I lifted my head as she cleared her throat in the kitchen doorway. My eyes speared her to the spot over the rim of my coffee mug. I grinned. It looked good on her, the dress I had picked out especially. But then I knew it would because I remembered vividly what she used to wear. And I had bought her wardrobe to match the girl she used to be.
“Morning.” I slipped from my stool at the kitchen isl
