“We should go. It’s getting late,” Aaron said as he softly stroked her hair. “I don’t want to go,” Maggie said with all the petulance of a small child. She felt his chest rumble as he chuckled. “Don’t you have to work in the morning?” “Yes,” Maggie sighed. She wasn’t ready to let reality seep into the moment. “Then you need a good night sleep, and you’re not going to get one up here in this loft,” Aaron said reasonably. “I’m comfortable,” Maggie insisted as she snuggled against him. The balmy night air made it quite comfortable to stay just as they were with their naked bodies entwined. She saw no reason to leave. “If we fall asleep like this we will be eaten alive by mosquitoes come morning,” Aaron warned. “Okay, I’m up.” Maggie leapt up from the pallet on the floor with comic speed. Maggie had learned her lesson about mosquitos the day she’d napped on the rock by the pond. She wouldn’t make that mistake again. Aaron laughed as he sat up with her.
