-- The sun was invading her eyelids little by little until it was impossible for her to continue sleeping. She opened her eyes slowly, trying to get used to the sudden blinding light that came through the window. After a long yawn, she stretched her body as much as she could, aware of the pain she felt almost in every muscle. It had been a very busy night. She smiled, feeling the unmistakable weight of her girlfriend's body on hers. Somehow, even when they didn't fall asleep entangled in each other, they would wake up that way. As united as possible. Between the entanglement of the sheets and their bodies, she knew it would be impossible to get up without waking Jessie up. And the truth is that she had no interest in getting out of there either. They had arrived in room 14 very late in the morning, probably not many hours ago, after an intense session in the library. And another in the hall. She brought her arms back, stretching a little more, ready to enjoy the enormous pleasure of seeing Jessie sleep on her. Something that she had practiced a lot in the last few months. Between therapy and abstinence, added to the stress of fighting with her family after her divorce, sleep had been a luxury she had rarely been able to afford. And, although when she spent nights with Jessie she managed to reconcile it very easily, there were not a few occasions when she woke up at dawn and could not fall asleep again. Then, she would dedicate herself to observing her girlfriend, something that brought her a much-needed peace. She spent the next few hours with her eyes closed, mesmerized by the sound of Jessie's breathing, the soft puffs of her exhalations on her chest and stroking the silky black hair with her fingers, in an enviable state of harmony. She was extremely focused on her task of caressing her girlfriend, that could barely notice the slight change in her breathing. It wasn't until Jessie moved, gazes locked for the first time in the morning, that she realized she had woken up. “Finally! she said amused, without stopping to caress her, while a wide smile was formed on her face. “Did you spy on me while I was sleeping?” Jessie asked, frowning, covering her face in shame. Taylor laughed, pulling them back so she could see her. "A little," she answered nonchalantly, sliding her thumb over Jessie's cheek gently. Her girlfriend pushed herself up a little with her arms, bringing their faces closer to kiss her. “Good morning” The dark haired woman whispered on her lips, smiling, and kissing her again seconds later. “Good morning, my love” She replied when their mouths parted for a moment to breathe. The brunette leaned back on her, hugging her around the waist while Taylor continued to caress her hair and her back. “You know what?” Jessie broke the silence minutes later, without moving. “Hmm?” Stammered Taylor, without abandoning her task. “You never told me that we were supposed to celebrate yesterday. Tom insisted that it was something very important” Taylor smiled. Jessie never liked being left in doubt about something. She always had more questions and wouldn't let anything go until she had it completely figured out. “Well, miss, let me tell you that there were many things to celebrate” SHe began to say, settling a little more on the headboard. Jessie turned, resting her head on Taylor's lap, watching her as she spoke. “First of all, our moving. Second, the fact that I have been completely sober for more than a year” She felt a heat invade her chest when she saw Jessie's proud smile when she said that. “And last but not least. Yesterday was exactly one year since I received the call that made me the happiest woman in the world. One with whom just having heard a shy "hello" on the other end of the line, changed my whole world”. In a swift movement Jessie got up, straddling Taylor, who couldn't help but lose herself in her girlfriend's beautiful body once more. She drew her by the waist, while the brunette placed her hands on her neck, bringing her face closer to her lips until she was inches from hers. “How romantic you turned out,” She took Taylor's face in her hands, kissing her with intensity, gently biting her lips before releasing her. “It's your fault” the brunette replied, chasing Jessie's mouth to continue kissing her. But she moved farther away, looking into her eyes. “My fault?” She asked, twisting her head. Taylor nodded, amused. “You make me like that. You have the love that turns me into something I never thought I would be. That heals me and also disarms me. That helps me in the most difficult moments” Jessie could feel how the tears began to accumulate in her eyes. The brunette wrapped her arms completely around her, drawing her back to her, joining their foreheads as she brushed her nose with hers. “It is not fair that you say such beautiful things” Jessie whispered, closing her eyes as she delighted in the touch of her skin. “Language is surely too small of a vessel to contain these emotions of the mind and body, which have somehow awakened a response in the spirit” Taylor recited, and Jessie smiled, recognizing the phrase instantly. She opened her eyes, finding that deep and intense sea watching her as well. “I love you” Taylor said, with such certainty that Jessie took a few seconds to react, even when she had heard those two words thousands of times coming from her girlfriend. “I love you” She replied, even when it wasn't necessary, because they had already loved each other in every possible way.
