It had been a few days since Marcie's sisters left to go to June's place up in Canada. Thanks to some checking up by my business partner, we knew that they would be safer since June's husband was being extradited to a different part of the country. We were happy to hear when they made it there. As we were awaiting the word from Matt that I was okay to return to work, we were both on pins and needles. It wasn't until June sent her a text confirming everything was fine that I breathed a sigh of relief.
We woke up that morning after a great night's sleep, due to the good news. We both looked each other as we stirred and started smiling at each other.
"You were snoring again," she said.
I laughed.
"It was a good night's sleep. You know what I was dreaming about?"
She snuggled against me tighter.
"No clue."
"You letting me hold you."
"You're kidding," she whispered playfully.
"You're right. It was a dream about watching you on the beach in your swimsuit."
"We can make that dream come true in a couple months."
"We could," I said squeezing her a bit tighter. "Or we could just take a shower together this morning instead?"
She looked at me.
"You can have me in the shower anytime you want, Romeo."