Flash Fiction 55 -- Story Continues

Rolling over, drawing Jacqueline closer, she snuggles, massaging his toned biceps, whispering, “Good morning sweetheart;” after ten years of marriage the air of intimacy envelopes their space. “Remember, your 7:30 meeting this morning, and my early personal trainer session.”

Mark responds softly, “We’ve got five minutes though,” nuzzling her neck.

Laughing, “Yes, always five minutes.”