July 20th, 2005


Pursuit of Happiness (What’s Past is Prologue 3/18)

Half-awake, I reached for Adam, and found I was alone in bed. That woke me up the rest of the way. A glance at the nightstand showed his glasses weren’t there, so I knew he hadn’t just gone to the bathroom. I found him at the dining table, laptop in front of him, writing. He didn’t hear me come in, I guess. I watched him for a minute. Hair all tousled, my bathrobe wrapped around him, fingers moving quickly on the keyboard. I came up behind and put my arms around him, bending down to kiss him on the neck.

“Hi,” I said.

“Hi, back.” He turned in his chair to face me, pulling me down onto his lap. We kissed, long and slow. He tasted like coffee. I noticed the half-filled mug, a Frontrunners one. I took him by the lapels of my robe and he looked a little sheepish. “I got cold,” he said.
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