One year later …
Paul
When my alarm went off I reached behind me and randomly tapped my finger on the phone screen until it stopped. Five in the morning came way too quick. My hand reached back around and I blindly felt around for her. When I made contact I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her into me. She let out an agitated groan and tried to resist but eventually gave in.
Pulling her flush against me I held her tighter and nuzzled my nose into her neck. “We agreed yesterday was the last day we were going to sleep in,” I said in between peppering kisses on to her soft skin.
“Then I lied. Today is the last day.” She tried to pull away from me but I wouldn’t let her go.
Nava and I had been back in New York for about a week. We had spent the last month in Israel with her
