#Chapter 69: A Clue From Jessica

Glass walls and skylights let the stars and a sliver of moonlight into his bedroom, which was otherwise all greys and blacks. His bed was vast, and the perfect mixture of firm with soft on top and my body sank gratefully in next to him. I reached out, feeling the warmth and smoothness of his naked torso across the soft sheets. I was about to scoot over to nestle against him when I heard deep breathing that made me pause. I raised myself on my elbow to look and saw, to my surprise, that he was already asleep. I smiled in the semi-darkness, understanding. Our day had been intense, and the lovemaking at the end had probably put him over the edge. Come to think of it, it had done the same for me. I looked around for a switch, and didn't see one. I shrugged and rested my head into the feather pillow, feeling the exhaustion hit me all at once. As I expected, the light was on a sensor, and slowly faded out. After a moment my eyes adjusted to the light from the stars and the moon,