The paintings on the wall reminded him it wasn’t on his roof but Evie’s. Last night hadn’t been a dream. They’d had a romantic dinner, come back to her place, made love, and then read to one another before they’d both drifted off to sleep. He yawned and turned over in bed hoping to see Evie’s cute face next to him, but instead a letter sat on the pillow. Kyle sat up and read it. Kyle, I didn’t want to wake you to say goodbye this morning, but I had to get up early to be at the studio by five. You can watch TV in bed. My segment is on just after the news at seven. And there’s bacon and eggs in the fridge, or if you’re on a diet, yogurt and fresh fruit. See you later, Evie X PS. Last night was fantastic, and you’re right, we do have a lot in common. Hope to see you again very soon. He set the note on his chest and put both arms behind his neck and rested his head upon them. Something else they agreed on and that was that last night had been wonderful. He reached across to the nightstand and picked up the book he’d read to Evie.
