Before breakfast

I woke up from the branches rattling against the windowsill. The thin, white, almost transparent curtains flickered slightly in the wind, filtering the light into flashy spots on the wall. It was just before the sun came up. The sweet scent of lilacs flowed into the room and mingled with the spicy smell of body.

I was lying naked. I must have kicked off my thin sheet when I was asleep. My body was warm, so hot I could feel it…