Chapter Twenty Seven
Saturday morning, I let John sleep in as I had coffee on the deck. It was already warm on the overcast day, I enjoyed watching boaters on the sea. When I was ready I went to our room and sat in a leather chair watching him until he woke.
I watched as his eyes opened not too long after and register that I did not lay next to him. I saw him see me in the chair and his downcast expression couldn’t hide that he’d rather not see me there of all places. Wordlessly he went to the bathroom, refreshed, came back in pajama bottoms I had never seen before and sat opposite me. He leaned forward, as did I, for a gentle kiss.
“You never asked me to further explain my ordeal with Gabriel, and at the time I needed that, so thank you. There are things though that I am ready to tell
