After Liz had fallen asleep, Red pulled a chair over near the bed, propping his legs on the mattress. He sat, adjusting the light throw over his legs, closing his eyes, a smile appearing unbidden on his lips.
The day had turned out relatively well. The woman’s appetite was good and she had finally relaxed into the questions with had piqued her interest.
The enquiries had turned progressively more personal. A fact that he had enjoyed.
It had been a long day, but a very productive one.
Settling into the chair, the man relaxed himself, slipping into a light sleep.
A couple of hours later, Red awoke to a slight jar in the mattress. Raising his head, he watched Liz unsuccessfully attempting to arise from the bed.
“Why didn’t you wake me?” He sat up, rubbing his face tiredly.
“I can do i
