Absence

by AnOldFashionedCyborg

The heat of the summer night was smothering. Her body writhed and stretched like an ivy in search of cool sheets, the chill odd the wall. Sweat dampened the sheets and soaked the pillows.

She heard him return closing the door, the familiar weight of him settling next to her. His nose nestled to the back of her head, his arm around her holding her tight, legs intertwined.

Even in the horrible heat she was happy to feel his.

Then she remembered he wasn't due back from Austin till Friday. Turning over quickly she found the bed empty and the room so much colder.