Running Away

Chapter 7

I wake up with my arms wrapped around Catherine. When I try to shift, I realize we're on the couch. And we've been clinging to eachother all night. I don't feel like getting up just quite yet, so I pull her back to me a little, and close my eyes.

I must've dosed off earlier because mwhen I wake up Catherine is not longer in my arms. I feel empty, and cold, and incomplete. Needing to find her, for fear of her leaving me and going back to Vegas, I run through the house. Actually, I tried to run through the house, but I found her in the first room I looked in- the kitchen.

She's leaning over the stove, making breakfast. She looks my way. "Hey." She begins, "I was just about to wake you."

I smile a small smile, and sit down at the table. Then, I look at her seriously. "We're.........we're okay........right?"

"Yes." She replied, "We're perfect, better than okay. We're great."

"Okay. Just checking."

"Why?" She asks. And I can tell she is trying to hide the nervousness in her eyes.

"Nothing.....Just wanted to make sure."

She looks at me with a look that says 'Really, Gil.' and I know for sure she's thinking it.

"I'm just..........I'm happier than I've been in a long time, Catherine.

She smiles, "Me too Gil."

And we sit down to eat. Together.