A pleasant morning. There were no work schedules that required an immediate wake-up, and no ringing phone due to mom's habit of pestering him. Beyond that... there was the warm body of someone who gave him a different feeling when he opened his eyes.

Vonda was in his embrace, still sound asleep, her hair all tangled. Her breathing was steady. Quite unlike last night, before they both fell asleep from exhaustion.

Max exhaled and looked up at the ceiling, realizing it was the second time he'd seen the same ceiling. It had become quite familiar.

For a few moments Max stayed still. He let their naked bodies, covered by the...