Now, lying naked on top of him after the second-best sex of my life, both of us attempting to recover enough to go down and finish the enchiladas, I realized the truth in any relationship.
The beginning was always fun.
All that getting to know each other.
Everything being new.
Day by day watching puzzle pieces fall into place.
But when the picture comes clear, and it’s so beautiful, it simply doesn’t get old.
I will never, ever get used to our view of that lake.
And I will never, ever get used to the beauty of Bohannan.
That said, when the next drama struck.
I’d had practice.
So I was ready.
Mostly.
The End