"Are you sure you'll be fine on your own?" Luca asked, still hesitant to leave me alone, even though I'd been feeling better for the last several days.
"Yes, I'm sure," I answered, smiling reassuringly as I secured his scarf.
"I'll be off, my love. See you in a bit," he said, kissing me briefly before he left to do his morning routine.
I was back to my normal self, and we were back to our normal lives. Everything was going perfectly again after that momentary difficulty of being afflicted with an illness. It was like it never happened.
As I bustled into the kitchen to prepare breakfast, I couldn't stop grinning when I glanced at the counter. My body temperature spiked, remembering how we made love on that very same counter several days ago. We've only ever done it in bed, and it surprised me how thrilling it was that we could do it anywhere else.
