Megan woke up alone this time. They’d made love again before going to sleep in her bed. Paul had been restless near morning, but he didn’t thrash around as he had the day before. She had taken a chance and snuggled up to him. He settled down almost instantly.
She rolled over to look at the clock. It was a little after six thirty in the morning. Paul had to be in to work at eight, so he’d probably left her to sleep while he went to his room to get ready. Tossing the covers off, Megan threw on some clothes, and went in search of coffee.
As Megan measured out the grounds and started the coffeemaker, she couldn’t stop smiling. She and Paul were dating. They were going to explore what was between them. Megan was flying on cloud nine, and she didn’t want to come back down to earth anytime soon
