Tank POV
The best sleep I have had in years, I didn't have that nightmare tonight. Having Maxine in my arms must have been the reason for a dreamless sleep.
I reached for her, but the bed was empty, her side cold, from being gone for a long while.
Threw the blankets off and headed to the bathroom, emptied my bladder, and opened the shower door. It was still wet from her shower, and a towel was thrown into the basket for washing. It felt good to know she was comfortable helping herself. I will have to get some girl products for her. I thought as I took a quick shower, with a grin on my face.
The sounds of laughter and utensils scraping plates, the smell of bacon, toast, and coffee in the air, reached me before I made it down the last level of steps. This was life: good friends, good foo
