The bright light of the early morning sun flooded into the bedroom on what was the morning after the fourth consecutive night of sleeping without interruption. The baby had moved into the nursery several months earlier but had always ended up in the middle of the super-king size bed, right between them both. The perfect aid to killing passion! These last four nights had been pure bliss.
Will woke with a start. "What time is it?!" Bleary eyed, he glanced across the bed. Jasmine was still sleeping soundly. She looked so peaceful and at ease during her slumber, a beautiful sight. Suddenly, the red flashing digits came into focus on her bedside table. "Shit! Seven forty-seven! I'm late!"
During Will's frantic attempts to get ready for work on time, Jasmine arose quite the opposite. Feeling both refreshed and elated after a full night's sleep without any interruptions, she slowly began to get herself ready. Her morning rituals used to be the most important to her, second only to her pre-date rituals. Since the progression into the third trimester, they had steadily become fewer and fewer, to a point where even managing to brush her teeth and hair was a bonus! But for the last three mornings, she began to make more of an effort to feel her version of normal again, after all, she would be returning to work soon, and the industry isn't as forgiving as the aging postman she sees six days a week. She may as well take full advantage of the baby's lie-in!
