The next morning, Ingo wakes up but doesn’t open his eyes. He feels something on his chest and his stomach. He thinks he’s dreaming, so he slowly opens his eyes and sees a sleeping Nini's head on his chest and her arm around him. Ingo wraps his arm around her and closes his eyes. He’s going to soak all of this in until she wakes up. He doesn’t care how long that will be.
As soon as he drifts back to sleep, his cell phone rings, waking them up.
Jurnee raises her head and looks up at him. “Good morning,” she says, sliding off the bed.
“Good morning,” Ingo picks up his phone and sees an unknown number. He ignores the call and looks at Nini walking to the bathroom. “I believe my wife is warming up to me. I hope so, but I can’t do anything stupid for her to back away from me.”
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