He is still asleep and I don't mind. I'm going to make us some breakfast and serve it to him in bed. Carefully I lift his arm up and slide off the bed. I lift the covers on him and quietly walk into the kitchen.
I make some sandwiches and a fruit salad. I put them on the tray with coffee and orange juice. Then I'm ready to g o back to the bedroom.
Slowly I open the door and step inside.