The first thing Lucy did when she woke up the next morning was reach out for Tom, but when her hands made contact with the empty space beside her, she frowned as she sat up and turned on the bedside lamp.
Where was Tom? She mused as she glanced at the clock beside her. It was just past four in the morning.
They had gotten home sometime past eleven the previous night, and had shared the bath together, relaxing, talking about all that had happened at the engagement party and making love before finally going to sleep.
She got out of bed and looked around to find her oversized T-shirt which she threw over her head before going out in search of Tom.
She found him in the living room, dressed in just his boxers and sipping from a mug of coffee with his back to her.
Judging by his posture, Lucy guessed he was lost in his thoughts so she decided to sneak up on him on tiptoes, but before she got to where he was, he sensed her presence and turned to her.
