Episode 525: The Night Is Still Young

She sat up. She threw off the covers and heated up some warm milk. She quickly drank it down and returned to bed. She closed her eyes and waited. Again, sleep proved elusive.

With the pillow wrapped half way around her head, Adria pulled the blanket all the way over, too. It didn’t help. It couldn’t. It wasn’t as if there was a noise to blot out, or a light keeping her awake. It was all in her head. And there was only one way to get it out of there.

She sat up once more. This time she pulled a robe over her nightie and knotted it extra tight. On a deep breath, she walked to the door. She hadn’t locked it. Afraid he’d need refuge from a mugger or something and wouldn’t be able to get to safety.

With the yearning already threatening her heart before she’d even set eyes on him, Adria turned the doorknob. Apparently, he’d been leaning against the door, his legs stretched out. He fell back into the room, his head smacking the floor.

She immediately crouched, and cupped his face.

He looked at her with a slightly dazed expression, which, in the eyes of the woman who loved him more than anything translated to near deathbed. "You have to be okay. Please tell me you’ll be okay. Please."

"I’m okay." Ryley sat up on one elbow, drove his other hand into her hair. His fingers felt so good. "I’m better than okay, now."

His mouth moved towards hers. Adria sprang back. Ryley almost conked his head on the floor again. She loved him. She was so thankful he caught himself just in time. "I didn’t open the door for you to kiss me. I opened it to invite you to sleep with me."

Episode 526: You Want Me To