Lola
I woke with a smile; the sun was shining through the window, rays dancing on my cheeks.
Rolling over, I reached out for Dean but was met with an empty spot. I quickly sat up and looked down where he would have laid my hand on the sheet. It was cold, so he had left the bed a while ago.
Gathering the sheet, I flipped it off and walked to the end of the bed. I grabbed my robe and slid it on, tying the band around me.
I walked out and heard movement from the room at the end of the hall. Walking down I could hear music playing I popped the door open to find him lifting weights.
It's like he could feel me. He stopped and turned to look at me.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to bother you," I smiled at him.
Placing the weights down, he walks over, shuts the music off, and then comes to me.
