“That can’t possibly be right,” he thought. How many more times must he wake up and look at the alarm clock just one minute before its set to go off? He closed his eyes tightly, bracing himself for what was about to happen.
Buzzzzzz!
With a speed that surprised him, he slapped the snooze button and turned away from the clock. A better chance, maybe, to snooze facing the other way? No. Not really. He didn’t turn away at all … he was turning towards something.
Her.
Fast asleep beside him. Where he had always wanted her to be. With the grace of a bull elephant he scooted over to curl up with her. Her body tucked in close to his, he took solace in her warmth. He took a long, deep breath … filling his lungs with her and gently went back to sleep.
Buzzzzz!
More violently than before he jerked awake and slapped clumsily for the snooze bar once again. How he hated being pulled away from her! Then, just as clumsily and with a good deal more noise, he returned to her.
Then he had a selfish, selfish idea!
He knew he should be up. He should be in the shower. It’s time, after all, to get ready for work. But wait! If she is up and she is in the shower … then he’ll just have to wait his turn. He could easily buy himself another ten or fifteen minutes of sleep. He just has to get her up and going.
Genius!
With his hand on her hip, he pulled her in closer … tighter. Quietly and softly, he kissed her neck and flicked the lobe of her ear with his lips. He wrapped an arm tightly around her torso, feeling the warmth of her flush skin against his. He had stirred her into consciousness … she reached back with an arm and caressed the back of his head. With blinking, watery, sleepy eyes, she turned to kiss him good morning.
Buzzzzz!
Not again! Blindly he stumbled with the clock … not knowing for sure what buttons he hit … and then returned to the warmth of her embrace. And in that moment, he knew his plan had failed.
