glimpses

Chapter 8

"Amore, wake up." Carina nuzzles her nose against Maya's cheek. "Dai, ho preparato anche la colazione." ("Come on, I made breakfast too.")

Maya stirs and stretches her arms under the pillow, enjoying the coolness of the pillowcase against her warm skin. She can feel Carina hovering over her, waiting for her to open her eyes.

"Tanto lo so che sei sveglia." ("I know you're awake.")

Maya suppresses a smile at her wife's use of her mother tongue, knowing well how Carina enjoyed saying small phrases to her in Italian.

Carina circles the bed, sitting down on her side of the mattress. "Dai Maya, open your beautiful eyes for me so we can go have breakfast."

Carina moves closer to her wife's body and leaves a small peck on her lips. Maya smiles at the contact, slowly starting to open her eyes, letting them adjust to the morning light.

"What has gotten you so impatient?" Maya mumbles, her voice still groggy from sleeping.

"Nothing, I'm just excited to spend more time with my wife, is that a crime?"

"No, it's not," she replies, lifting her head to kiss Carina's lips again.