“I’m dreaming, right?” Those were the first words out of my mouth when I opened my eyes this fine cool morning. In response, I heard Julia laughing softly and felt hands gently guiding me towards her as she said, “No babe, you’re not dreaming. And… Uh… Just so you know… You weren’t dreaming about the other four times, either.”
It was a rather slow morning for both of us, neither of us having anything really pressing to do today. Of course, at one point, Julia suggested that even though I’d changed the sheets yesterday we’d probably better do it again after all the activity last night. As she put it, “It was an awesomely wet steamy night.”
So, the sheets got changed again. And… After that we just kind of hung out around the house, listening to more of Clive Cussler’s Atlantis Found on the Audible website.
At around 7:00 PM or so Julia suggested we take a bath together, which we did and it’s just as well. “The thunderstorms rolled in at around 9:00 PM or so.”
But by that time, we were in bed, Julia curled up in my arms resting peacefully. She did comment at one point during the storm, just before we both drifted off, “This is nice. Thanks for everything. And… I do mean everything. I love you.”