The next morning Andi awoke with the sun in her eyes. She smiled when she rolled over and noticed Don was still fast asleep. Most mornings when she stayed over she would wake up and he would already be gone to work. She was happy he was finally taking the time to sleep. He had asked for the whole day off so that he could go visit his parents then help her with the party. Andi gently touched his scruffy face. He moved to lie on his stomach. Andi pulled back the blanket and got out of the bed. She grabbed a sweatshirt that was hanging on the closet door and pulled it on. The hardwood floors in the apartment made it cold, especially in the morning. In the kitchen she started a pot of coffee, and then went into the living room and sat down at the desk to check her e-mail.
Ten minutes later, Don walked out of the bedroom in his boxers. He kissed the top of her head after a raspy "good morning." He yawned as he walked into the kitchen to get a cup of coffee. She chuckled at his messed-up hair and the t-shirt he had obviously put on backwards being half asleep.
"Man, I think I slept for about twelve hours yesterday then another eight last night."
"You've reached your quotient for the month, I'm sure. You never get enough sleep," Andi told him, keeping her eyes on the computer.
He walked up behind her. "That's because you keep me up at night."
She smirked. "Yeah, right."
He plopped down on the couch and sipped his hot coffee. Andi was behind the couch where Don couldn't see her looking at him. It was the little moments they had together that she really loved. They didn't do much- didn't go out on extravagant dates or make passionate love every night. Most of the time they just hung out, just enjoying each others company and that was all she needed and he seemed to be the same way. She had always thought that was how love should be measured.
"Do you need me to get anything for the party?" he asked, breaking her from her thoughts.
She smiled to herself. "No, that's ok."