Mr Right

She woke slowly, drifting for several minutes between sleeping and
waking, as her brain struggled to make sense of the information her
senses were accumulating. The smell of honeysuckle and the sound of
birdsong coming in through the open window, the feel of cotton sheets
on her skin. She opened her eyes and swa sunlight on yellow painted
walls and the single word "home" formed in her mind. Then, as she awoke
fully, more thoughts came flooding into her mind "Sunday". She smiled -
a whole day with no commitments, no-one to see and nowhere to go - a
whole day for just her.

The thought of a long breakfast, croissants with jam and a very large
pot of tea, the Sunday papers and sitting in her pyjamas until midday.
She might even take her breakfast and paper out onto the patio as the
sunlight filtering through the white voile curatins gave the promise of
another warm and sunny day. On any other day the thought of living
alone was not a happy one but on Sundays, especially warm, summer
Sundays, the idea of not having to talk or get dressed if she didn't
want to seemed wonderful.

Then she turned and saw him. He was lying asleep next to her and the
sight of him brought another flood of thoughts as she rememebered
yesterday.

She hadn't wanted to go, it was a charity function and they really
weren't her thing but, as her best friend had pointed out, where else
did she have to go on a Saturday evening?

She'd spotted him as soon as she arrived. He was sitting apart from the
others, drinking. As she approached he looked up and as soon as she
looked into his green eyes she knew she was lost. It had seemed
inevitable, and perfectly natural, that he should come home with her.
And here he was, still here, in her bed!

She watched him sleeping, he looked incredibly peaceful with just an
occasional twitch of a muscle as if he were dreaming and she realised
that he was going to stay. He wasn't going to run off with another girl
or leave "to find himself". He was going to love her forever.

She started to rise and he woke, opening those amazing green eyes and
looking straight at her. She looked back in silence for a while and
then said "Shall we get some breakfast?" and, without waiting for an
answer, she arose from the bed, pulled on her dressing gown and walked
towards the door.

As she reached for the door handlw she turned and he jumped off the bed
to follow her downstairs, purring and holding his tail high.