His lips tugged on my nipple. “There’s just enough time to make love, if you want.”
My eyes were still closed but I smiled. “I want.”
Sleepy sex was wonderful. Making love in the morning was the best way to wake up. Of course, it was actually still the middle of the night, I realized when we were done and he ushered me into the shower. It was still dark outside. But then he started rubbing soap on my body, and there was nothing but Cy as he made love to me again.
Somehow we still made the six in the morning flight. I slept on the flight, occasionally feeling Cy’s lips giving me a kiss on my head. By midmorning we were at his mother’s house.
“Mom?” he called when he opened the front door.
“Tell me you brought me a present, Cy,” she said.
He put his arm around me and guided me through the door.
Jane was standing next to a decorated tree. She was thin, but her cheeks were pink and her eyes glittered. She clapped her hands over her heart and then spread them wide to embrace me.
“Welcome home, Petal.” She kissed my cheek.
“Thank you.” I hugged her back. “Thank you for sending him.”
She laughed. “The two of you are about as dense as a brick wall, but you’re here now. And happy, right.”
“Yes. The happiest.”
“You know I knew right away that Cy loved you,” she said as she took a seat in her recliner. “When I asked him about you, his first comment was that you were like the sun.”
I looked over at Cy who blushed.
“He never said that about anyone else,” she finished.
I knew she was talking about Lora. I was just petty enough to like that. I wanted to be his one and only.
“Now, I don’t know if Cy told you, but I’m moving to Bismarck. I’m hoping to see a lot of you and that little baby you’re growing.”
It was hard to imagine feeling any happier than I already did, but the flash of what my life would be like this time next year with a baby and Cy, and his mother filled me with joy. My mother had even made comments about moving back, at least during the warmer months to be with the baby.
“Now. I had Cy drag our plastic tree out of the attic so we could celebrate. We do have other presents. You be Santa, Cy. You need the practice.”
“Yes, mom.” He winked at me.
The day was like a dream. A dream come true. I knew I’d never forget the day that I got everything I ever wanted.
While Jane was stronger, she was still tired by eight in the evening, so she headed to bed. Cy and I sat on the floor by the tree. The only light in the room came from the lights on the tree and the fire in the fireplace.
He leaned against a chair with me sitting between his legs and resting my head on his chest as we gazed into the flames and drank hot chocolate.
“Are you happy Petal?”
I tilted my head up. “Perfectly. Are you?”
He kissed my nose. “The happiest.”
I settled back against him feeling so co
ntent.
“Petal?”
“Hmmm?”