Suddenly she felt crazy to have ever doubted him, to have doubted them. So what if it had been only a few weeks? So what if his life was in upheaval?
What was happening between them felt right.
“Why do you always smell so good?” she asked.
“Why do you always feel so good?”
They kissed until her stomach rumbled again.
“Yes, ma’am. Coming straight up,” Samael said.
He made them both creamy scrambled eggs with toast and they ate on the couch. An old Cary Grant movie was on and they watched it and talked about their favorite movies and books. After a while she was struggling to stay awake and Samael insisted she go to bed.
“Only if you come with me,” she said. He did, and she made him roll away from her so she could spoon herself to his back. When she woke again it was morning and she c
