The events of the prior night invaded his sleep-fogged mind, and a wide smile stretched his lips. The term ‘lovemaking’ couldn’t possibly describe what took place last night. Something transcendent happened between them, something that he had never experienced before. He had felt what Gala was feeling, had joined with her on a level that went beyond the physical. He had gotten a glimpse of her mind, and he saw an incredible depth there, a multitude of layers that were overwhelming in their subtle beauty. Her getting up interrupted his recollections. Opening his eyes, he saw a naked Gala stealthily heading for the door. “Where are you going?” he asked drowsily, propping himself up on one elbow. She gave him a slightly guilty look. “You should sleep some more,” she said, and he caught a strange note of tension in her voice. “I’ll be back soon.” “You’re going out there naked?” He sat up, realizing that something was amiss. She paused, then looked down, as though just realizing that she wasn’t wearing clothes.
