After our frenzied, rain-soaked kisses last night, Roman called AAA and we waited, both silent, digesting what just occurred. I fell asleep during my deep meditation, because when I woke, I was in a strange bed, but I wasn’t alone. Roman was snoring softly beside me. Looking around, I saw he had checked us in at a hotel. He clearly was too exhausted to drive home.
I don’t know if this changes anything for him, but it sure as hell changes everything for me.
I woke this morning with rumpled clothes and snarled hair, but I wouldn’t change it for the world.
Last night really happened. It was Roman’s thirtieth birthday, and we went to the baseball game and had an incredibly good time. Roman dropped a huge bombshell he had a twin sister, and she’s dead. I had a mini freak-out, but Roman put m
