She rolled over and looked up at him. He was holding two mugs of coffee by the handles in his other hand. He sat down on the edge of the futon and handed her a mug. “Good morning.” Tracy sat up and took a sip of coffee. “Same to you. A girl could get used to this. I like this no-alarm-clock thing.” Rob set his mug down on the coffee table, put his hands on either side of her jaw, and kissed her. “Me too.” Tracy looked into his eyes. “Is something wrong? You look like you just lost your best friend.” “Not yet.” She sat up straighter. “What happened?” “I woke up early and checked my e-mail.” He pointed at his work laptop, which was sitting on the coffee table next to his glasses and coffee. “Sometimes real life has a way of intruding on your dreams.” Tracy smiled. “I thought almost the same thing not too long ago when I was driving back up the hill to Alpine Grove. I tried to pretend I was driving your car, and The Turd almost stalled out, which really interrupted my flow.” He took her in his arms and kissed her neck behind her ear.
