All my life, I never thought I had slept so peacefully as I had done in Malva's bed. I didn't even wake up at night to visit the restroom. Instead, I slept all the way.
The sun, however, finally decided to wake me up that morning, and I steered a little. I flutter my eyes open to see I am alone in bed but not alone in the room. I turned slightly to see Malva sitting down quietly on the couch, his eyes on me, unblinking and his expression unreadable.
I slowly wake up while I rub my eyes carefully, the memories of the night before enveloping me like a warm caress. He hadn't made love to me, but he had made me feel love.
" Good morning," I greeted him gently, but he didn't respond. Instead, he asked.
" Tea or coffee? "
At the tone he had used, I raised an eyebrow in somewhat confusi
