A golden stream of sunlight cut through the curtains, casting soft lines across the tangled sheets.
The air was warm, still heavy with the scent of salt from the ocean and the quiet, rhythmic breathing of two lovers lost in sleep.
Sarah stirred first, awakened by the distant clatter of dishware and the voices of people chatting happily.
At first, she wasn't sure where she was until she felt a warm arm draped across her waist, and the soft rise and fall of a bare chest beneath her cheek. Then it all came rushing back.
Henry...his bedroom...the walk under the stars and the passionate kiss that had left her completely breathless and wanting more.
Curled up beside him, she didn't feel like pulling away or standing up from the bed. She felt at bliss in his warm arms.
She blinked lazily and tilted her head up to check the time on the nightstand.
9:03 AM...
Sarah's heart nearly leapt out of her chest.
