Morning Glory

Kevin Volchok lay there on his side, his bed was warm and he could sense the early morning sun peaking through the windows. He was warm, he was cosy, and for the first time in a long time, his head didn't ache.

Eyes closed, he tried to pick up on the sound of her breathing. He felt her presence there, just a few inches away from his back. He wanted to turn around and hold her, but he was afraid to. Something held him back.

Marissa slid her body across the sheets, pressing her body against his back. The shape of her body adjusting to match his. She ran her fingers across his stomach, it tightens. She peaked over his head to see his lips form the tiniest of smiles. She grinned. She lay her head down and put her hand flat against his chest. His heart was beating, it was beating faster than it should, especially for a sleeping boy.

He felt her warm hand on his chest and it made him melt, he felt nervous, there were so many things he wanted to say but all he could do was lie in silence. He put his hand on top of hers, pressing it into his chest a little more. If he couldn't tell her how he felt at least he could show her what she did to him.

Marissa kisses his neck. Her soft lips pursed, she kisses his back.

Kevin feels a tingle ripple across his whole body. She had an electric touch, that made his heart beat and his mind melt.

She leans over him again, her hair falls on his cheek, across his eyes. He blinks once, twice. The light momentarily blinding him. Kevin turns around and faces her, but she's gone. Like tears in the rain, his beautiful mess disappears.

He sighs, and pulls the covers up higher, wrapping himself. It's cold again, and the light fades as clouds glide overhead.