Cat couldn’t sleep. The room was dark but a thin ray of light from the street filled the space with an eerie glow. Outside the window, the dark street was completely still. She heard a lone car driving by and then – nothing.

Cat turned to the side and looked at her lover’s body near her. She wanted to reach out and run fingers through her hair. Wrap her arms and legs around her body. Wake her up and demand attention. Four shots of scotch at Fin’s place filled Cat with courage and lust. She moved closer.

Sam woke up from the touch.

“Are you awake?”

Cat looked into her eyes. “I love you.”

Sam rolled over to the side, facing Cat.

“I want to do things to you I am ashamed to mention out loud.” Cat whispers.

“Why don’t you.”