This was a prompt from the lovely The Reader's muse.
"Call me in the middle of the night and tell me you can't sleep without me."
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Two more days, still a fucking eternity
He hated these long stretches, sure they paid good money but still…
She was waiting for him, always waiting.
He glanced up, blurry eyed and weary, saw the picture of her on the visor
Her soft smile as she caressed the slight bump on her belly…
His, their son.
Growing strong on the love they had both missed until they found each other.
A few more trips and they would have all they needed for that little house.
Blue shutters, porch swing, and a backyard big enough for the army children they wanted.
His eyes grew heavy, slightly dazed as he lost himself in the day dreams of the life they were creating.
Lost in the dreams of her soft breath blowing across his chest as she curled up with him at night,
The way her smile chased away the darkness,
The sound of her off key singing, all the more beautiful for the way her face lights up on each warbled note.
The shake and rattle of the truck as it hit the side strips snapped him from his memories, forcing him back to reality.
Shaking himself, he pulls over..
Not gonna make it home if he wrecks.
Taking a breath, he reaches for his phone, knowing she will answer.
God he missed her.
She picks up on the second ring
"Hello love, I was waiting for you."
"Still can't sleep?"
"Never could, not without you here"
"Two more days and I'll be there. "
"I miss you."
"Miss you too."
They chatted about nonsensical things for a bit till he started to drift off, her voice a balm to his weary soul.
The last thing he heard before he gave in to the allure of the dreams of her was her voice as she sang him to sleep.
Two more days, an eternity