THE MORNING LIGHT
The morning light gently awakened Junior from a pleasant dream the he had recently been having.
In their favorite open field, Kris was riding Wildfire as Junior rode beside her on a beautiful white stallion. Their fingers were tangled softly with each other's, and Kris was smiling broadly at him. In these dreams he could always feel the warmed metal of her wedding ring against his skin. All he could think about was how beautiful his wife looked as she rocked slowly from the motion of the horse, her hair falling freely onto the gentle curves of her body, her lips forming the words 'I love you'…
It was at this point that he woke up, only slightly disappointed to leave the glowing field because he knew his subconscious was almost the truth. Almost.
It was at this point that he felt the pleasant form of his sweetheart against his body, her chest gently rising and falling with the wind of her dreams.
And it was at this point that he realized, every single day, that this was the woman he wanted to spend the rest of his life with.
Junior hadn't realized that his hand had moved to her waist which lay, fitting perfectly, intertwined with his. Stroking her with his thumb, he loved feeling the perfect grace of her skin, the faultless shape of her body.
Kris had awoken and was looking up at him. Her head remained resting on his chest and she smiled. "Hey," she said quietly, surprising him.
Her waking was a pleasant surprise, yet Junior was caught off guard. "Hey," he managed, slowly. They had come to greet each other this way. Something told them that by only being with other, not much else needed to be said. Almost as if whenever they caught each other's gaze, that one word was able to hold everything else that could possibly be said.
Junior reached for her hand and received bare fingers, yet again. Kris knew what this was about. "Dreaming again?" she asked, knowingly. He nodded yes.
"Don't let it get to you, babe," she muttered tiredly. "We have each other, right?" She continued, already expecting another nodding response, "We have each other, and that's what matters the most right now."
He silently digested what she was saying, the words he had heard quite often recently. "I love you, Kris," was all he said, almost pleadingly.
"I love you too," Kris replied. And she did. She really, really loved him, but she knew that so many things had to be done, so many relationships patched, so many lies rectified, before they could truly enjoy a life together. And she knew that Junior was upset, because she was too.
At that moment her phone rang, vibrating against the nightstand. The guilt was shaking it, breaking it, breaking her, taunting her. She looked up at Junior who had just released a long exasperated breath, his eyes closed yet denied of sleep.
Turning back to the table that was being tormented by her phone, Kris read RAINTREE on the flashing screen. Raintree was calling, screaming, ringing, ringing…
This is my first story so if you like it please review. If I get a few I may continue. Sorry this was so short, but it was more of a preview. Hope you enjoyed!