THE NEXT MORNING

Oliver squinted at the light sneaking through the curtains and surveyed the bed. It was empty save for her. Nate, wasn’t by her side and she wondered where he went to.

She sank into the pillows ams sigh in frustration. She had fun yesterday and was wondering if she can have that type of fun this morning. The sound of a door opening had her sitting bolt upright and her face lit up in joy as Nate emerged from the on suite bathroom.

His hair was still dripping from the shower and he had a towel slung loosely around his hips. Oliver watched one bead of water...