Chapter 11The wake-up alarm gently comes to life, and I hear Dan Fogelberg sing, “Longer than there have been fishes in the ocean.” I smile and roll over to find Lisa looking at me. “Good morning, my love,” she says. She stands and sheds her nightgown, and then lays down and pulls me to her. “Did you notice that they're playing our song?”
“I did notice that before my senses got taken over by thoughts of what is about to happen,” I say, smiling and kissing her softly.
“You get distracted?” she asks continuing her movement beneath the covers.
“Yeah, seems like all the blood left my head, and I can't think.”
She smiles. “Shouldn't be a problem,” she says. “I know which head you think with anyway.”
I pull her to me and kiss her deeply. She puts her hands on my face and caresses. “I love y
