Chapter 4
It was an hour before dawn. The storm hadn't slowed down and big white flakes were pelting the little window across from the bed. Frankie and Will lay quietly watching the storm. The fire had all but gone out in the fireplace. The room was dimly lit by a yard light hanging somewhere outside the lighthouse. Frankie stretched and sighed, snuggling closer to Will to steal his body heat. His hand traced lazy circles just above her hip. He knew she had to be as exhausted as he was. Their last romp had drained any strength he'd had left and sleep threatened to steal him away. Will wrapped his arm tighter around her as his eyes drifted closed.
"Will?"
Her voice was barely a whisper.
"Hmm?"
"Say my name."
"Frankie"
She lifted herself up just enough to look at him.
"No, say my real name."
Will's eyes opened. They locked with hers.
"Francesca"
She smiled and kissed him softly then settled back on his chest.
"I love you Will."
He wasn't sure if he'd heard her right. Had he drifted off to sleep? Maybe he was dreaming already?
Frankie pulled the blankets over them and closed her eyes. She wasn't sure if he'd heard her. Part of her hoped he was already asleep. After a beat she heard him reply.
"I love you too… Francesca."
Frankie's heart burst. The last thing she remembered before drifting off to sleep was Will finding her hand. He laced their fingers and brought them to his lips, placing a soft kiss on their entwined knuckles.
