It was not David that woke Phoebe up in the morning but the sound of the waterfall which traveled in through an open window. The weather was not gloomy as it had been the day before, the sun though not strong had made an appearance.
Its rays radiated through the white curtains of the suite, filling the room with its glow, bringing a smile to Phoebe's face as she opened her eyes slowly. A serene smile came to her lips as the events of last night came rushing back. David had made love to her again not once, but three more times and each time had felt like the first-amazing than the last one.
She was not keeping score but if she was, their sex life now kicked the sex life of their last life. She could not believe what had happened, they had gone from him showing hesitation to losing control.