It was by far the best way I had ever been woken up in my life! My ex-husband had made love to me sweet and slow, as if he had wanted to make sure he ingrained himself on me—in me—somehow. If that had been his intention, he had succeeded. Because the emotion he had given me with every kiss, every touch, had felt like he was melding himself to me until we were one. Therefore, as I got up out of my bed and moved through my morning routine of coffee, breakfast, and a shower, I did it with a smile on my face. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d been this happy. It was a little scary, but I’d taken that leap of faith, so I had to push my fears aside and trust that Riley and I had changed enough to make it work this time. I pulled up in front of my studio, shoving all of those thoughts out of my mind. I had to. There was a studio to clean and damage assessments to make to determine what was going to need to be filed with my insurance company.
