Michele wasn’t always a sound sleeper. Normally any sound or movement woke her. Nightmares often plagued her. All this often resulted in her getting little sleep. Image her surprise when she woke in different place then were she feel a sleep. Heart raced as she took the room in. Slowly her heart went back normal as she recognized the room. Manny place,Michele reminded herself a smile crossed her face.<br/><br/>Looking around the bedroom that he had been decorated with her in mind. White furniture with dark green and purple accents. Their favorite colors. Her smiles broaden when her eyes landed on Manny handsome face.<br/><br/>This wasn’t the first time she had woken up next to him. Last she did was nearly ten years ago. The same day where many of the photos in his place came from, much like the photo of them that sat on the night stand.  They gone swimming in the afternoon then had a picnic under the oak where they met in secret and fell asleep in each other arms.<br/><br/><br/>A frown pulled her smile down at the black eye and the slip lip. She had seen him look worst even patched him up from time to time. It still wasn’t easy for her to see him hurt even a little. Sadly it was the price he paid for the life he led.<br/><br/><br/>Michele sighed a leaning down and kiss the slip lip.Didn’t even think about it. She had always kissed his hurt better. A bit of a joke between them. She went still when he stirred. Quickly she got off the bed, Why she gotten say. She padded off the kitchen.<br/><br/>Another room decorated with her in mind. Stainless steel with the top of line appliances.Sighing a little wonder if there was anything here that was for him. Not that she didn’t appreciate him making one of their meeting places with her in mind.  She did. She just wanted him to have something of his own. Also feeling a little guilty about not staying in contact with him.<br/><br/>Shacking the quilt off. Michele went about making breakfast for. Starting some coffee, went to the frig to see what was in the frig for breakfast. Finding bacon, eggs and hash browns in the frig. The hash brown and bacon was frying when she heard something behind her.<br/><br/>“Good morning.” Looking over her shoulder giving him a smile. God he did look sexy with his shirt off. Her green eyes traveled over his well-defined chest and stomach. Resting on his blue lounge pants. Darting her eyes back his chocolate brown eyes. Looking back to the stove. Turning the bacon over.<br/><br/>“I remember this part of the building being nothing but rusted pipes and walls with chipped paint. There was a huge hole in the celling right above where I standing. You have done amazing job here.”