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            I woke up before my eyes opened. It was because I knew that the second I did open them, all my dreams of last night would disappear and be mere figments. So I used my other senses. I was comfortable and warm in my bed? I was fairly certain it was mine. The essence of Tina and I between the sheets was too powerful. The sun still came in from the right side of the room. The mattress was firm, like mine. Therefore, it had to be our room, our house. The only evidence to the contrary was the exclusion of Tina. Another reason why I did not want to open my eyes. Did I do something last night which made her sleep over at a friend’s house? Did I say something? It would help the matter if I could remember!

            I heard a flush of a toilet and almost sighed, instead choosing to exhale. Had I held my breath for that long? She was here. The feeling of relief washed over me, like a shower I so sorely needed. Then a terrible notion hit me it wasn’t Tina. Had I done the worst thing imaginable? Not only sleeping with another, but here in our own bed? I buried my face into the pillow where I could smell Tina’s shampoo. It was alluringly fresh. Wrapping my arms around it, I hugged the pillow so hard that I probably ruined the down inside. I took one deep long inhalation until I felt my lungs would explode. My nose tickled with Tina’s scent. ***** even my nose missed her! I let out little whines like a puppy before I stopped to notice extra weight on the bed. I dared not move nor make a sound. Her inaudible breathing let my senses know it was her, followed by a slight touch to my back. That sealed it. There was only one woman who touched me like that. My eyes still shut, I rejected the pillow for the real thing and leapt onto her, pulling my baby back to the bed. Fondly, I rested my head on her shoulder, retaining my firm grip upon her as she lay back into the pillows. I didn’t bother opening my eyes as I trusted my senses completely. I could smell her hair, feel her skin and hear her heart beating. I needed no further proof. A cool hand rested on my back, forcing me to gasp. Its stroking calmed me into a peaceful state and I was almost dreaming once again.