Vanessa awoke to the sound of the Bose alarm clock on the elegant bedside table. The strains of classical music lulled her into consciousness. Rolling to her side, she pulled the pillow over her head.
Just a couple more minutes she muttered to herself. This bed was divine. It felt so wonderful she hated to leave it. Much better than all the lumpy mattresses she had had throughout her lifetime.
She stretched like a satisfied feline and smiled to herself as she considered that if she married Nicklaus she would forever be sleeping on this heavenly mattress. Getting to sleep every night on this mattress would make marrying Nick almost worth it.
Sitting up in bed, she told herself she could get used to this level of luxury. If she said yes to marriage, she would be living in a twelve-bedroom
