My eyes blink open and I can make out the first beams of the morning sun. I sigh and stretch in our bed, my hand gliding across the pulled back sheets. I thrust up to my elbows, you aren’t here. It takes me a few moments to remember you had to be up early this morning.
I lay back down, the comforter only covering my legs up to the knees. My sigh when I do so is one of breathy disappointment. I furrow my brow and look at the ceiling. *I wish you were here.* Lifting my left leg, I cross it over my right. Suddenly a twinge between my legs. It jolts me wide awake. I’m immediately aware of every sore muscle and any nerve ending below my waist. I cross my legs a little tighter and my thick thighs squeeze my labia together. My mouth falls open and I pull it to a close to quickly bite my lower lip.