It's a big day
She slept soundly, for the first time in what felt like a lifetime.
She was enveloped by him, their naked bodies warming each other,
his warm breath in the crook of her neck comforting and slow. Lulling her own breath to slow, relax, and slip into an even deeper sleep.
They had made love.
Starting at the front door,
to the kitchen counter,
to the living room floor,
wandering finally to the bedroom.
He had told her he loved her.
She said she believed it, and she did.
He didn't seem to mind that she didn't verbalize the sentiment back to him.
She had had sex many times before.
But, as he has promised. It was different this time.
Breaking the laws of physics, she supposed. Or the closest thing.
"Bones?" He asked softly into the crook of her neck.
"Mm?" She moaned, already almost half asleep.
"I just wanted to make sure you were still here." He replied, moving even closer to her, if it was even possible, tightening his arms gently around her waist.
"Mmm.." She sighed, interlacing their fingers against her naked stomach, "I'm not going anywhere."
"Promise?" He asked, giving her a slow kiss to her neck.
"For all I can conceptualize, I am not leaving you. I will physically, to go to work. But, what I believe you are referring to is an emotional form of absence. Although I don't like to say anything with 100% accuracy, there are many variables out of my control, I can promise I will fight them to stay. Emotionally, metaphorically, that is."
She could feel him smile against her neck, then kiss her again, exhaling slightly,
"That's more then enough for me." He said, "Get some sleep.. I'll be here when you wake up."
She would remember those words,
and the trust she held in them, for the rest of her life.
She felt as if she could depend on someone.
And to her surprise, she was only a little bit terrified.
She stirred in her sleep, her biological clock waking her up early even after their late night and minimal hours of sleep.
He pulled her back down to him,
"Mmm not yet," he groaned.
"We will be late for work," she stated again, still trying to free herself from his grasp.
"Sick." Was all he responded, eyes still closed.
"I don't know what that means." She said, finally giving in and relaxing her body against him again.
She loved the feeling of laying there, with him.
In his bed, among his sheets. She was surrounded in comfort and the smell and the warmth of him.
"It means, " he said in a husky morning voice she hadn't heard before, as he rolled her over, kissing her lips softly, slowly. "It means that we are both calling in sick today."
Her brow furrowed, "I haven't taken a sick day since.. high school."
He smirked at this, "Well then today is a big day for you." Kissing her again.
Sorry it is so short, but I didn't know quite where to go from here.
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