The view in front of me was of a gold silk duvet I had tucked under my chin, and the dark woods of someone else’s furniture contrasting against the lime wash of the walls. The pillow beneath me was cloud-soft, and for some reason, very warm. I shifted slightly and that’s when my naked body registered another tucked close in behind it. Liz. A peaceful smile lit up my face. The warmth beneath my head was her arm, and around my waist, another holding me close against her. Somewhere during our slumber, she had made me the little spoon. My shoulders bounced a little with a silent chuckle. That didn’t surprise me in the least. She was forever dominating our encounters, and now, I realized, our history had changed. She spooned me now, but hours earlier, I had led the way in our lovemaking. I had showed her tenderness and love. Snuggling back a little as she sighed in her sleep, I found the time to rewind and replay her earlier words.
