Escape

It was shortly after 9am when he heard her car. He opened the door to greet her and could feel the fatigue hanging heavily on her shoulders as he hugged her.

Together they made their way up the carpeted stairs to his bedroom, catching up on the hours they spent apart.

As the bedroom door closed, she started to remove her clothes, tossing it on top of  a small pile on the chair at his cluttered desk. He’d been up all night working too.

He was already in comfortable sweat pants but removed his t-shirt to pull over her head. They were both dressed for bed. He had drawn the curtains to shut out as much daylight as possible. Suddenly they were both in a hurry to be under the duvet. He held it open for her to slip in beside him. She turned her back to him and snuggled against his chest. When he kissed her head her eyes were already closed. Content, they easily fell asleep.