It takes me two blinks to remember where I am. And who I’m with. Kendra. She’s turned some in her sleep, curling into my side. I lift my head to look at the clock. Seven. I don’t think I woke up once. I don’t even remember falling asleep. My eyes move back to Kendra. I want to stay. I need to pee. I want to come back to bed after. Want to go back to sleep and wake up together. Ask her to breakfast. But it would only prolong this niggling depressive feeling. Kendra allowed me to stay the night, and that’s what I’ve done. I won’t ask for more. I gently press a kiss to her forehead, then slide
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