Renee’s POV
I'm lying in bed staring at the blank white ceiling. Early morning spreads across the room and hues of deep blue. I check my alarm clock next to me, it's barely 6:00 in the morning. I told my head to the other direction where Jasper lay beside me lightly snoring.
I’ve since moved him up from the couch into my bed, I felt too bad after the first couple of months of him lying on my couch. And though he never complained, I could see it was starting to take a toll on his back.
When I insisted, he joined me in bed for a good night's rest, I told myself it was purely all for health reasons, I was avoiding the fact that I did miss having a warm body next to me in bed. But now that I looked at him. I wish you were back downstairs.
It’s weird. Dinner was great, Debbie loves Jasper,
