In the morning; when she reached out to his side of the bed, he wasn't there. Which resulted in a frown forming on her forehead, as she sat up to rub her eyes.
Where had he gone? She asked herself. Or had their conversation last night been like a mirage - only real in her mind?
Her mind didn't wander for long,as all her questions became answered at once when he strolled in with a steaming coffee mug in hand.
"I made you coffee," he said, placing the piping hot liquid on the stand near her.
A smile crept on her face. "What did I do to deserve coffee?"
"Nothing. You don't have to do a thing to deserve it." He said. "But for the sake of this conversation; let's just say... having no one to steal it from in the past few days, taught me a thing or two about waking up earlier- in order to
