This is for all the guys who wanted me to write another part... Thanks for rating and writing comments :)
[And this is really the last part!]
Still half asleep Mac feels a warm body next to his. Still half asleep his hand runs over this soft warm skin. Still half asleep he wraps one arm around her waist. Still half asleep his hand goes higher, wanting to touch lots of wonderful curls, to feel long hair. But there are no curls, long hair but no curls. His hand stops, like frozen. His now wide open eyes see a well known face with closed eyes. No! No! No! That can’t be true! No again! Please!
Suddenly his eyes are really wide open. He stares up to the ceiling. Sees a sunrise which comes in though the window and goes straight through the room. Slowly his breath starts to calm down. He closes his eyes again. Just a dream. Mac, it was just a dream. Just a nightmare. He feels an arm around his waist and the steady rhythm of a sleepy breath on his chest. Lots of curls on his left shoulder and a long beautiful leg between his. Carefully he opens his eyes and turns his head. Hoping he’ll see the right woman in his arms. He has to smile when he sees Stella’s face. A little smile on her lips. Peaceful and happy. Happy. Like him. Happy. They’re a happy couple who lies in a bed together early in the morning of a day which will be wonderful, Mac is sure. But before he’ll wake Stella up he’ll look at her for a few minutes. He loves watching her.
The End
[And this is really the last part!]
Still half asleep Mac feels a warm body next to his. Still half asleep his hand runs over this soft warm skin. Still half asleep he wraps one arm around her waist. Still half asleep his hand goes higher, wanting to touch lots of wonderful curls, to feel long hair. But there are no curls, long hair but no curls. His hand stops, like frozen. His now wide open eyes see a well known face with closed eyes. No! No! No! That can’t be true! No again! Please!
Suddenly his eyes are really wide open. He stares up to the ceiling. Sees a sunrise which comes in though the window and goes straight through the room. Slowly his breath starts to calm down. He closes his eyes again. Just a dream. Mac, it was just a dream. Just a nightmare. He feels an arm around his waist and the steady rhythm of a sleepy breath on his chest. Lots of curls on his left shoulder and a long beautiful leg between his. Carefully he opens his eyes and turns his head. Hoping he’ll see the right woman in his arms. He has to smile when he sees Stella’s face. A little smile on her lips. Peaceful and happy. Happy. Like him. Happy. They’re a happy couple who lies in a bed together early in the morning of a day which will be wonderful, Mac is sure. But before he’ll wake Stella up he’ll look at her for a few minutes. He loves watching her.
The End